The Gift I won’t Unwrap this Christmas

I am sitting on the floor of the living room, wrapping a Christmas gift for my husband, when a scene from Christmas past unfolds in my mind. I spin back seven or eight years, to a time when my daughters were younger, when Santa Claus was still plausible (they still talk about the time the […]

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A One Bedroom Apartment with a Plant

Lately my husband has been urging me to prepare for the future. “I’ll be dead in five years,” he says, “and you’ll be living in a one-bedroom apartment with a plant.” Have I mentioned his flair for sensationalizing? Probably comes from his taking in too many Business Week magazine covers. Oh, and if this talk […]

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