Tag Archives: Reflections

Remembrance

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That was then… When I first met the man who would become my husband, we were both very different people.  I was a month shy of 27, did not yet… Read more »

Criminal

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Pittsburgh, 1994. The memory assaults me repeatedly, a soft-focused film reel sharpening in moments of stark relief, punctuated by the

Thursday

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I sit in the student commons, listening to snippets of conversation as they float to my ears unfiltered, tuning each voice in and out like so many static-filled radio stations…. Read more »

Minding Our Own Business

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Why would two people with good jobs, congenial friends, and a home without a mortgage, suddenly abandon all these and at an age when security is the better part of… Read more »