Eileen Mitchell

Eileen Mitchell writes from Northern California.

Good Friday

A few years ago my mother said, “Today is Good Friday. Why don’t come to church with me tonight?” Oh no, I thought. Not the…

Feathering the Nest

What is it about falling leaves, the scent of smoke in the air, and pumpkins propped on the front porch that turn me into the…

The Good Life

It was the last week of December when a co-worker came bearing delectable treats like cheesecake, cookies, and tarts. “Our department can’t eat another bite,”…


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