A mastectomy by any other name . . .
NOTE: A version of this post appeared on October 20, 2013, as Breast Cancer Awareness Month was winding down. The …
NOTE: A version of this post appeared on October 20, 2013, as Breast Cancer Awareness Month was winding down. The …
It was leukemia that took Nora Ephron from us, a cancer she had kept private in a world that already …
Yesterday President of Ireland, Michael D. Higgins signed into law the Thirty-Sixth Amendment of the Constitution Bill, repealing what have been some …
Back in June, I imagine Seamus Heaney was vexed over the thought of a world without Mandela. I think we all were. I remember my husband and I talking about his charisma, the “Madiba magic” that changed the world. We were sad that Mandela’s time with us was coming to an end, and I remember turning to the poetry of Seamus Heaney, the way I always do in times of sorrow.
And now, just six months later, I am writing that Nelson Mandela is gone. Seamus Heaney is gone. My husband is gone. Gone. All three gone too quickly. Like shooting stars.