Essays, Summer 2009

Blessings in Disguise

by Lori Nawyn

Ropes of pain wrapped around my abdomen. Ever tightening, they underscored shock, fear, and disbelief. Ten weeks remained until I was due to deliver my second child In the crisp September morning, children romped through golden piles of fall leaves and families gathered to celebrate Labor Day. The images of everyday life blurred together as [...]

Essays, Fall 2008

Donny Osmond and Pudding

by Lori Nawyn

HAD I KNOWN MY WORDS would start a riot, exhaust my supply of Snack Pack pudding, and cause my mother’s voice to quiver with emotion every time she spoke of the incident for the next thirty-plus years, I would’ve simply kept my mouth shut that fateful Friday morning when my turn for sixth-grade sharing time rolled [...]

Essays, Spring 2008

Cream of Wheat

by Lori Nawyn

MY GRANDMA JENSEN COULD MAKE the perfect bowl of Cream of Wheat. The kind that would glide smoothly up a straw into your mouth to be greeted with delight by your tongue. As a child, I was unaware of how long Grandma labored over her old avocado-green stove, stirring the smooth mixture to perfection. Cognizant only [...]

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