My baby turned 18 today. Eighteen. And apparently, the universe has decided that the appropriate way to celebrate this milestone is to send me emails informing me that I no longer automatically have access to his medical records, his lab results, or his medical chart. Thank you, universe. […]
Google, in its quiet algorithmic way, decided to ambush me today. “This day, years ago,” it said, like it wasn’t about to rearrange my entire nervous system before coffee. And there he was. My son, younger, mid-air, literally suspended in that impossible, physics-defying moment of childhood joy. His […]
April, you chaotic overachiever. While flowers were blooming and people were frolicking (who are these people?), we were knee-deep in acceptance letters, portals, financial aid packages, and the kind of decision-making that makes you question every life choice you’ve ever made, including what you had for breakfast in […]
What makes you laugh? I’ve been thinking a lot about what makes me laugh lately. And, not the polite, socially acceptable chuckle you deploy in meetings when someone says “let’s circle back,” but the real laugh. The slightly unhinged, slightly inappropriate, possibly-should-be-checked-by-a-professional kind of laugh. The kind that […]
While taking a break from spring cleaning (by which I mean sitting on the floor in a light existential spiral surrounded by piles labeled keep, donate, and why do I own this), I happened to look up at my living room wall. Not glance. Look. And there it […]
Here I am, perched on the edge of my kitchen counter, coffee in hand, trying to figure out how to guide my very practical, very determined, very my son through the college selection process. It’s like being a therapist for someone I gave birth to, and trust me, […]
When are you most happy? I’m most happy in moments that don’t look impressive on paper. Not the kind of happy that requires a caption or a filter or proof.The kind that just happens. Quietly. Reliably. Like muscle memory. I’m most happy making pancakes for my son at […]
What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why? I’ve learned something about myself over the years. For all my spontaneity, sass, and willingness to leap before looking, the hardest decisions I’ve ever made all come down to one thing: Leaving. Not staying.Not choosing.But leaving. Every major […]
Seventeen. The age that feels like a prologue to freedom. The big one before the big one. My son has hit it, and suddenly I feel like I’m standing on a cliff looking out at both the child he was and the adult he is about to become. […]
What’s your go-to comfort food? Let’s talk about pizza. Not haute cuisine. Not microfoam cappuccinos or farm-to-table kale. Just good old-fashioned, cheesy, slightly greasy, possibly folded-in-half New York-style pizza. The real universal food or as I like to call it, “the one thing that unites my household, my […]
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