Glass marbles and a child’s questions about death. The luxury of living slow. All we ever have is the present—until it slips away. If you are in Boston say hi!| Recalculating, by Ignacio Pereyra
"Since I don’t have a mother, you don’t have a grandmother. You’re leaving me orphaned again, my child, out of pure love." Guest author: Cecilia Sorrentino writes about grandchildren and grandmothers.| Recalculating, by Ignacio Pereyra