Too much stuff

Last year my big brother, Randy, and I met in south Louisiana for the shared task of preparing our mother’s home for sale. Mom had died early on Valentine’s Day, and we agreed to let our grief settle for a few ... Read More...
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Confusions, holidays, and greed

Among the many confusions of living abroad, none strikes me so often as keeping track of holidays. You don’t realize how accustomed you are to the rhythm of a particular national calendar, until it is changed, and you find yourself celebrating Mother’s Day on the wrong Sunday or waking up and not realizing it’s a ‘Bank Holiday’ until you go to pick up your dry cleaning and the shop is closed.