Mother’s Day Special: Nothing to Say
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I spent last weekend at St. Joseph’s Monastery in Kentucky taking part in a silent guided retreat: no phones, no books, no words. The nuns…
The First Gentleman, by Bill Clinton and James Patterson, imagines a woman we recognize in the White House. She’s tough and savvy, with a sharp…
I’ve been watching a mourning dove on her nest. I discovered the nest while removing some dead branches from the magnolia. Rogelio and his…
Three people mentioned Belle Burden’s Strangers: A Memoir of Marriage to me in the last few weeks. That seemed like the universe whispering. I read…
Ann Tashi Slater has written an unusual and effective hybrid of memoir and self-help called Traveling in Bardo: The Art of Living in an Impermanent…
Sybil Van Antwerp – our heroine – is the kind of neighbor you might like, or might not. She’s smart, retired, divorced, and keeps to…
I thought I had possibly read enough novels about World War II. I stand corrected. One of my book clubs selected The Director, by Daniel…
“Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond our grasp; but which, if we sit down quietly, may alight upon us.” —Nathaniel…
Given the state of affairs in Nashville – a heady brew (or frozen mix?) of fatigue, frustration, and relief, for some – it seems the…