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Today's Stories from the Retrospect Archive

Indeed, we are what we eat but I believe it’s not always about what we eat but how our meals come to be. More specifically, [...]

by Suzy

I don’t remember a time when I couldn’t read music. I must have learned at about the same time I learned to read [...]

I also have a few leftover Valentine's cards. Now that I look at them, they seem a tad racy for a kid to be selling...maybe [...]

Although there are many authorities in the field of autism, the two individuals who helped me the most were parents, who just [...]

by Betsy Pfau

My father taught me to say prayers at bedtime: “Now I lay me down to sleep/ Bless my Lord, My soul to keep. If I should [...]

by John Zussman

Once you are on the Pali highway you are stuck behind whatever you are stuck behind.

by Betsy Pfau

My grandmother had given up cooking by the time my mother lived at home with her parents after her year studying dance in New [...]

...the woman ascending has never visited the devil.

Faith takes the form of Easter hats, nursing uniforms, Bach and carrot soup.

I ended up buying five copies of the book, so I’d always have one on hand in case I needed a good cry.