To My Graduate

To My Graduate

My third son, fresh from his high school graduation ceremony, spent last week on a South Carolina beach with parent chaperones and other graduates from our Classical Conversations program. We parents secretly sent letters addressed to our seniors, to be read as their...
Warm Brownies

Warm Brownies

Warm Brownies. The words jump off the page, memories of chocolate in the air, cravings satisfied, love and home, butter. Always butter. My mother didn’t cook much. Somehow I never really thought about this as a child, not until I was married with a family of my...
The Tale of a Mouse Called Luck

The Tale of a Mouse Called Luck

On a late February day—the 27th, to be exact—my children found a small white mouse sitting in a cage at the edge of the woods at a local park. Although no longer wanted by his owner, his cage contained food and kept him safe from other animals and hunger until my kids...

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