Days Like This
January 1, 2016
You can’t “choose to be happy” any more than you can choose to be tall. There isn’t a dial on our hearts that we can set to “happy” just because our brains want us to.
July 28, 2015
The older child made a request: Please bring me my ukulele. And a coffee maker. And coffee. The ukulele, I could see. When one is spending the month at a precollege program, sleeping in the dorms and sitting in class all day, a young man needs his ukulele. Of course. But the coffee maker? In […]
June 8, 2015
“Calm down” doesn’t calm anyone down. It dismisses their feelings and concerns.
May 7, 2015
For moms, the sensible shoe years are really quite short. Yet we keep them thinking that’s who we are.
April 7, 2015
So we go about the business of making memories, Instagramming and Facebooking them along the way as proof that we are excellent modern parents.
March 23, 2015
About all anyone at the retreat knew about me is that my name is Jennifer, I am from New Jersey, and I prefer the meat-eater’s line at the buffet.
March 17, 2015
“Someday,” I told her, “you’ll pass that box on to another family that needs it…”