Mother Tongue

Just now, ten minutes ago, I encountered my mother who died two and a half years ago. It wasn’t a Halloween-inspired ghostly sighting (though the skeletons climbing out of everyone’s front yard soil this week do make me glad she was cremated). It was something I said that evoked her so completely. Something very trivial. […]

The things we leave behind

Today I finally got the necklace back. It was sitting at the jewelry store in a drawer – fixed – but no one ever bothered to call and tell me. I remember Mama had the necklace re-threaded once before at this store when she was staying with us – for the birth of one boy […]