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The Write Prescription: Taking turns

I hear the Tinkerbell melody of the washing machine down in the basement. This is the second load of laundry my husband is doing today. Two years ago, he couldn’t have told you where...

The Write Prescription: Follow the leader

“I’ll change him. You sit,” I said to my daughter who I thought deserved some pampering since the birth of her son two weeks earlier. I know that changing diapers for baby boys has its...

The Write Prescription: Between the pages

One of the first rituals of lamentation I indulged in when my older daughter left for college was to rummage in her closet and dresser drawers to see what clothes she left behind. In...

The Write Prescription: The wrong seal

I used to tell my children a story about a fictitious little girl named Nessa who lived with her mother in a cottage by the sea. One night, Nessa is restless. Her skin is...

The Write Prescription: The color of sassy

I am excited and humbled to follow Nancy Aronie, who brought us so many Writing from the Heart stories. That title belongs to her, so I am renaming this column The Write Prescription, based...