I didn’t put a tree up this year. I couldn’t deal with it.
Just the idea of driving 35 miles to our storage unit in Auburn to get the tree, and then shoving all the boxes we’ve already packed out of the way to put it up — only to have to pack everything back [...]
Every year for Christmas, Mr. H and I pick out a Christmas ornament together. We’ve been doing this since before we got married and it’s become a cherished part of our [Read More] [...]
Shortly after our engagement, Mr. H and I were at Bellevue Square in a stationary shop. He was at one rack and I was at another with my back to him as we quietly read through greeting cards. Out of nowhere, a Buddhist nun with shaved head and grey robe took my hand, then reached [...]
Most Like an Arch This Marriage
By John Ciardi
Most like an arch—an entrance which upholds and shores the stone-crush up the air like lace. Mass made idea, and idea held in place. A lock in time. Inside half-heaven unfolds.
Most like an arch—two weaknesses that lean into a strength. Two fallings become firm. [...]