Family

Rendered Mute

 Today I received an email from a reader who had recently signed up for Linda’s Letters. There ...
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My Boy, Alexander

Where are the words? I wonder. Where are the words? My throat is parched and my tongue lies ...
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Nana Practices Tricky Maneuvers

Being a Nana these days is tricky. Once, grandparents were asked for their advice on how to raise ...
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Hands Around the Table

Ah, the pleasures of supper—a communal meal set around the dinner table every night, as reliable as the ...
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And Maybe Mercy

On the table in my study I’ve propped a photo I recently found of my mother next to ...
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Getting Old is Heaven

As she moved into her mid-seventies, my Nana began to say: “getting old is hell.” And when my ...
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All You Need is Love

A Beatles song tells us “love is all you need.” Sometimes I’m not so certain about this bold ...
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Closer to Shore

I rode the wave, rising toward its rolling crest, and then dropped down into a gulf of pain. ...
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Giving Away Mom

My mother’s name invades my writing room: the big, black, bold ANNE SEXTON jumping off the spine of ...
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Lucky Woman

Below me I can hear the noise of the carpenters banging away as they finish sheet-rocking my basement. ...
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