The Trip to the UPS Store
I drove to the UPS store—I know it well—on the corner of Park and Mass Ave in Arlington, Massachusetts, …
Author Archives: Carol Henderson
Making the Unknown Known
Last week, several of us from the Farther Along writing group met at Reynolda House Museum of American Art in …
Pond
Most summers, we take a family vacation to a sleepy little coastal area of southern Rhode Island, a place where …
Yoga in the Family
Last fall, my younger daughter, who lives in the next town over, invited me to go with her to a …
Acrostic on “the unimaginable,” a refrain from the Hamilton song, “It’s Quiet Uptown”
Preparing for a meeting later today with one of my bereaved mother groups, I found a piece of writing from our session …
Buoyancy
At several summer workshops this year, I have given a word prompt: “buoyancy,” and with it a poem of the …
“Numinous: having a mysterious, holy, or spiritual quality”
The above word and its definition was a prompt from today’s hospital writing workshop. I thought of our last retreat, when …
Pet Power
After a writing workshop I offered yesterday for adults grieving the loss of a loved one, a participant named Mal …
Back Yard Alchemy
Thursday is the best day. My daughter brings her son Lucien to my house for lunch, which we all …
Glitter
Despite all the glitter and candles and lights, this season can be so dark. On Sunday morning I drove my …
Up On The Roof — Again
During a recent torrential rain, water spilled over our gutters. Uh-oh, I thought, blocked downspouts. This made sense. Nobody had …
Weekend Retreats
As I started reading the latest “Beautiful Things” offering on the River Teeth blog, I thought of our bereaved mom group. The …
Mulching in the Rain
Four years ago today my mother died–January 4, 2011. Though the rain was coming down hard when I headed outside this morning, I …
What I Learned From my Mother
I’ve been thinking about my mother a lot lately, especially in the last six months—since I became a grandmother. My …
Not The Same
I was going to post my most recent newspaper column here but realize it’s old news. I discussed how much I …
Behind Closed Doors
(My writing in response to a prompt from the workshop I led at UNC Hospitals, 4/15/14) “How many times have …
Long Shadows
A few months ago, a New York Times article caught my eye. I clipped and saved it. When I was …
Birthday Barometer
Every year Malcolm’s birthday is a benchmark, a gauge, a barometer. Where am I now? What has changed since this …
4, 3, 2, 1
In my memoir, Losing Malcolm: A Mother’s Journey Through Grief, I write about my reaction right after the doctor tells …
A Pill for Everything
I’ve just written a column discussing some of the ideas in this piece–it will be published next week and I’ll …
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