Posts from the ‘mystery’ category

I am dying

April fish. But wait, it’s no joke. Of course I’m dying. So are you. We are all dying, right from the moment we are born, and…

Be still

So many times in my life these 36 lines of T.S. Eliot’s poem East Coker have spoken to me, and they are speaking to me now.…

Her name was Callie

I wasn’t going to write about Callie today, but then Carin at Matilda Magtree posted a nonreview of Kerry Clare’s The M Word: Conversations About Motherhood and talked…