The old man stood in the snow banging on our back kitchen door. He had a shovel in his hand. “You have to let me in! I am stuck and I need to call my brother to get me out!” I stood on the other side of the glass door, my two-year-old granddaughter perched on my left...
I unlock the door to a hot, quiet church. The lights are off. I am alone in the cavernous 127-year-old church. I lock myself back in and turn on some lights. I breathe in the quiet of the empty Catholic church that I have attended since I was a child. The images on...
A month before Christmas 2022, I arrived at my parents’ house to make the nut rolls – small, cookie-sized logs of rich pastry that melt in your mouth, the dough shoved full of a sugary maple-flavored walnut filling and sprinkled with powdered sugar. My mom has...