November 5, 2012
by Kate
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enough

On Wednesday afternoon, when Donny and the girls got home, I could tell something was wrong. Stella was holding back tears. “What’s wrong?” I asked leaning down. “Her friend’s mom died,” Zoë stated matter-of-factly. “What?” I asked, looking up. “She … Continue reading

January 19, 2011
by Kate
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102

Imagine being alive for over a century and still not being ready to die—to be interested in and excited about (and sometimes disgusted with) the world. Some of you will remember my grandpa Spencer, who was ill a year ago … Continue reading