When I was a kid, our family used to watch 'Bonanza.' I really liked having a Sunday night TV ritual.
These days cry out, as never before, for us to pay attention, so we can move through them and get our joy and pride back.
I went to church with my grandparents sometimes and I loved it.
I didn't write about my mother much in the third year after she died. I was still trying to get my argument straight: When her friends or our relatives wondered why I was still so hard on her, I could really lay out the case for what it had been like to be raised by someone who had loathed herself, her husband, even her own name.
Mary Wilson Little