We had snow, briefly, which meant a trek to Prospect Park and careening down a slick hillside, belly laughing. The trick to sledding is leaving the hill before anyone wants to. Wait to leave…
There’s a mouse, or something else alive, scrabbling around our living room wall. It’s almost a comfort at this point—though I wouldn’t want to meet it—that this unseen tiny neighbor is keeping warm after…
I’m having my yearly run-in with September allergies and accordingly have convinced myself no fewer than three times this week that I’ve lost my sense of smell and have been stricken with that-which-shall-not-be-named. It’s…
Today is International Transgender Day of Visibility—a day dedicated to celebrating transgender people and raising awareness of discrimination faced by transgender people worldwide. For parents, grandparents, or caregivers hoping to talk about and celebrate…
I took a serotonin walk this morning—one of those long late winter walks defined by continually criss-crossing streets to stay on the sunny side. The temperature has been climbing, thank goodness. Crocuses are popping…
I am working from the floor of my kids’ room. My baby, who is nearly one, is on the large rug in front of me, searching, it seems, for objects in the room that…
From a weekend of relishing good, good news. Here’s to having a jumping off point from which to demand more and better. Here’s to exhaling. Here’s to the beauty of possibility. Here’s to children…
I am writing this from a patch of sunlight in our apartment. I’m no good at waiting, but the sunshine is helping and so, embarrassingly, is the insipid sticky note I smacked on the…
My kids are hunting for pumpkins on neighborhood walks these days. The rainbow signs made in April are still hanging in apartment windows but the construction paper has faded and the edges have curled…
We’re at my mom and dad’s. It’s hot here. The sticky, buzzy kind of summer heat that makes the dirt basement of my parents’ house bloom and fill the floor above with an olfactory…