When I was growing up, my dad and I were very different people. We still are, I’m happy to say. I say I’m happy about that not because I love that we’re so different, but because I’m pushing 50 and he’s still around. I feel very lucky to have him and that sentiment grows each […]
I am so grateful for my sweet revisionist memory. I can spend hours in that happy little space between my ears. It is what allows me to think back and marvel at the daring feats of my youth. My entire childhood was happy and stress free. Each day was kissed by sunlight; every night was […]
Parenting, like so many other things in life, is often a matter of having the flexibility to meet new challenges as they arise. You have a new baby? You’ve got to figure out if it is colic or something else, get them on a sleep schedule, get them to take a bottle or a breast. […]
If youth is arrogant, then I had swagger to beat the band. I was one of those creatures unique to the mid-1990s. I was a one-woman PC army! A liberal arts major, vegan feminist, and I honest-to-God knew it all. I was full of truth, armored for an everyday war on the banal, selfish, ignorant […]
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I'm constantly running after my toddler Ale (Á-le). I'm out of breath and having the best time!
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