Linda Henry


This generation's bananas

January 22, 2012

My teenage daughter made banana bread today using a recipe written in my grandma’s perfect, tiny script. The years between Geraldine’s passing and Grace’s birth add up to 15, Grace’s lifetime. But I think the two would have understood each other. They’re cut from the same cloth, just a different bolt. (more…)

Turtle dreams

January 14, 2012

Tags: Churchy, turtle

You know that dream where you think you’re awake and almost ready for your day? You’ve already gotten out of bed, had a shower, made sure the kids got something to eat, drank a cup of coffee, and wondered why your husband left all the windows open so that the confetti from last night’s street celebration now covers the furniture and the floor. (more…)

Selected Works

My daughter likes depressing books. “Someone dies in the first chapter,” Grace says gleefully of a novel she can’t put down. Maybe this inclination comes naturally, growing up with the ghost of a sister she never knew. 
In which my brilliant son prevails against middle-school bullies. Adapted from "A Voice Not My Own"