Category: <span>Memoir</span>

Side Effects

It’s 7:49 in the morning. I am making my son’s favorite oatmeal—bananas & cream, using milk instead of water and with extra quick oats added in—and, as I hand it to him, he slumps down in his seat. Sour-faced, he grunts and reaches out a hand to slap the bowl …

The Things I Remember

I lost my Grandma Jayne two years ago today. We never had much of a relationship because she lived in upstate New York, a seven-hour drive from my hometown, but what we did have got more and more interesting as we both got older. She didn’t “do computers,” so I …