Beloved Community D’Arcy 

Weird little thankfuls

When my brother was little and not jazzed about eating dinner, he’d say, “I didn’t order this.” My mother, being an overaccommodater, would sweep in and replace the offending item. You have probably noticed that life by and large does not work like this. If the role of my mother were being played by life, […]

Domestic Fails D’Arcy 

Fun With Dead Things

A VHS recording of my husband on The Price is Right.  A 12-year-old unopened jar of apple butter. Pictures, pictures, pictures of me as a smiling 6 year old, a smirking 13 year old and with my arms wrapped around my friends in high school. They were all there waiting for me, in the storage […]