Post-op
It has been seven years since I had major surgery after a long illness, surgery that put me on a […]
My father grows the best tomatoes. Every year, during what New Englanders can still quaintly call “harvest time”, that time
“Margaret, I didn’t know you were a runner.” “Oh, I’m not, not really” I said this the day after running
The other night, unexpectedly, a flash of pain in my stomach made me bolt up in bed. An old hand
I noticed it for the first time during the Exsultet at the Easter Vigil. Despite being focused on a lot