by Alyson Pryor | Dec 1, 2018 | Memoir, Relationship
I keep thinking about bodies lately. My own as I pick something I can control, scrubbing my kitchen floor furiously, convinced that keeping it clean can fix things, change things, make things better. I think about my mother-in-law Nancy’s body, beginning its swift...
by Sarah Elizabeth Finch | Dec 1, 2018 | Literature, Spiritual Growth
My pothos is planted in a pot Barely big enough but Almost too tall—the tips Of the leaves lace the lip And do not dare overflow. It sits in the center of a side table. Two lamps tower on either side, A gold-rimmed mirror engulfs the wall Behind the space I had...
by Carolyn Miller Parr | May 1, 2016 | Relationship
When someone wants to end a relationship, she or he may say, “I just need some space.” But when I told my kids I needed a little space from their father, they understood I wasn’t trying to break up. Jerry was the love of my life, but at 85 his health was failing, his...
by Mallory Redmond | May 1, 2016 | Uncategorized
I remember feeling conflicted as we picked out my grandma’s casket. I shouldn’t care what type of wood it is made out of or the color of the interior lining. Pardon my frankness, but it’s really just a box of bones—this casket is not my grandma’s eternal home. Except...
by Julie Holly | May 1, 2016 | Memoir
It was unbelievable that my dad randomly dropped dead. In those first weeks denial was a powerful ally I clung to fiercely. In the dazed aftermath it seemed logical, even reasonable, that I could tackle the proverbial stages of grief in my own timeframe. It also felt...
