Posted on November 14, 2009 by Michele Arduengo
I felt honor-bound to eat every one of those oranges—to savor each one as long as possible. They were a gift from my mother, mail-ordered for my 41st birthday, and they would be the last gift that I ever received from her.
The oranges arrived while my husband, daughter and I were visiting my family [...]
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Posted on November 4, 2009 by Michele Arduengo
For years I have knitted words to create sentences that roll off the tongue in a comfortable rhythm, words that flow to create meaning. Each sentence is looped together with the next using a limited number of techniques (transitional phrases, repeated words, etc.) to create an unlimited number of patterns and finished pieces.
Now I am [...]
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Posted on October 28, 2009 by Michele Arduengo
When I was a little girl, I loved dressing up for Halloween, but inevitably the weather would turn cold October 31, and my mom would make me wear a coat over my Halloween costume. I hated that.
I couldn’t figure out how anyone was supposed to see my costume if I had to wear a [...]
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Posted on October 21, 2009 by Michele Arduengo
“Oh Phil! Did you know that you can’t plunge a square toilet with a round plunger?”
And so began the letter to Phil, who was in Greece, in which I wrote to tell him about my parents’ 50th anniversary party.
My parents had their 50th anniversary party in August of 2001, and the tale of [...]
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Posted on October 13, 2009 by Michele Arduengo
My Mom cried to me over the phone about her fear that she would never get to hold you in her arms. I reassured her with platitudes about how she would feel better if she would get out and walk and exercise. I didn’t hear that Mom was sitting on the side of the bed [...]
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