Christmas Morning, Room by Room
The angel on top of our tree has a chipped wing. She has had it since before my children were born, since a Christmas when my husband's mother handed her to me
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The Tablecloth That Only Comes Out Once a Year
There is a tablecloth folded at the bottom of my linen cabinet that I do not touch from the last Thursday in…
Easter Morning Before Anyone Else Is Awake
There is a basket in my front hall closet that gets pulled out exactly once a year, woven from a pale straw…
A Birthday That Starts in the Kitchen Before Breakfast
There is a cake plate in my cabinet with a small chip along the rim, a wedding gift from more than forty…
New Year’s Day, Starting With the Coffee Pot
The percolator my mother used every morning of her married life sits on my counter still, dented on one side, the kind…
The Porch on Halloween Night
There is a ceramic pumpkin on my porch railing with a hairline crack running from the stem down one side, glued back…
The Week the Ornaments Go Back in Their Boxes
There is a shoebox in my attic held together with packing tape that is older than the tape itself looks like it…