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The Mom Hangover

After shepherding my child's journey to college, my body begged for mercy: It was a Mom Hangover, and I needed to nurse it. Read more.

The Dorm Room Goodbye

The dorm room goodbye is one of the hardest goodbyes, and it took me a while to understand why. Read more.

I Feel Mad About My Uterus

I am 49 years old and think it’s time for my uterus to go. You’ve served me well over the last 37 years. Actually, you’ve served me well...

Hello Silence, My Old Friend

Today I woke to an empty house. My daughter was at a sleepover and my son was at his grandparents’. My husband had left early for work....

To My Daughter, on her 18th Birthday

I am learning to let go. Today you turn 18, and every day I am reminded that you are more adult than child, more capable than helpless,...

365 to 50 Starts Today

Ten years ago, I was straining at the inevitability of turning 40 and what felt like moving from being a young-ish adult into a...

A Different Kind of Thanksgiving

It’s different this year. Through the years, I’ve spent several holidays away from family. As a young newspaper reporter, I lacked the...

A Mother's Sacred Oath

In Uganda, while mothers tend to their crops in the hope of growing enough food to feed their families, National Geographic reports that...

I Hate My Mask

I just sneezed. I tried as hard as I could to stifle it, but it was a sneeze, and rarely have I been so self-conscious. I am on the ferry...

Impossible Decisions

When the COVID-19 pandemic hit New York City, life changed in the span of a weekend. On Friday, I met some coworkers for a drink, and the...

When Things Calm Down…

When things calm down I’ll… Organize all my closets. Update my resume. Learn to play “Peaceful Easy Feeling” on the guitar, and then make...

There is No Joy Here

Outrage is for now. Political mobilization comes next.

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