Essays

When my daughter was 24, she was diagnosed with cancer and given a grim prognosis.

I’m having lunch with a friend and ask about a man we both know. She answers matter-of-factly. “Oh, he died of a heart attack a few years ago.”

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What I need, I thought, is to see someone I know who’s a cat person, but the store was full of strangers.

If we are parents, we raise our children with the goal that they will grow up and leave our home to make a life for themselves.

Dick points behind me and I turn slowly to see twin fawns scampering out of the woods into the wide meadow next to our campsite.

Camping used to be easier. It used to be an adventure to cook outdoors and sleep on the ground.

I know the season is mostly over, but I still need an answer. How do you pick out a good cantaloupe? My record of selection is poor.

I could feel my spirits rise as my shoes dried out. It was exactly what we needed, and the only people having more fun than the audience were the musicians.