It’s a challenging time to be a freelance journalist. Last month, BuzzFeed announced it was closing its news division and laying off close to 200 people. And this is no anomaly: Magazines and newspapers have been suffering a slow death for years. One day in the near future, I...
Cancer Isn’t a Battle
We all like to think we have some control over our lives. Maybe that's why "cancer battle" language is so widespread in popular culture....
The Fledgling Stage
On a family vacation this summer, we were out for an evening stroll when my husband saw a baby bird hopping along the sidewalk. The bird looked to be in rough shape, at least to our untrained eyes. Its brown feathers were ragged and patchy, its movements clumsy and...
On Camp and Letting Go in General
Today, I dropped my oldest off at camp for one week. It’s only been a few hours since we hugged goodbye, but I’m already wondering what she’s up to, whether she’s making friends in her cabin, and what she might eat for dinner (hopefully it’s spaghetti and meatballs). I’m...
Driving, Driving, Driving
Do you ever feel like a taxi? I do. I’m now at the stage of parenting that’s 99% driving and 1% everything else. Between soccer, ballet, piano, sleepovers, doctor’s appointments, and trips to Walgreen’s to buy gum, candy, and various other essentials, my car has gotten a lot of...