La vida

I often think back to that winter in the little village of Brookfield, when my mother, Margaret Whitmore

My daughter-in-law asked me to keep my distancebut then she called me out of the blue for help.

15October I turned the key in the front door and froze; three damp, fluffy bodies were perched on the doorstep.

Emily and James were preparing for their wedding day. The ceremony was in full swing when the toastmaster

Marmaduke was perched on the gate, waiting. Day after day, then two, then a week The first snow fell

Darling, today you turn thirtytwo! Im congratulating you from the bottom of my heart and giving you this

That night I forced my son and daughterinlaw out of the house and took their keys: the moment finally

The Wedding Gift from the Mother-in-Law: Better Nothing Than This! Emily and Thomas were to be wed.

Stripes was perched by the gate, just waiting. Day after day. A week The first snow fell and he was still

“Dad, please… dont come to school today, alright?” “Why, Madeline? Dont you want