Four generations of Moms. My mother holding me as a baby with her mother and grandmother. Mothers. They’re the reason we’re here. And whether they gave birth to us, adopted us, put us up for adoption in hopes for our better life, whether we have a complicated relationship, or we’ve even chosen a surrogate “Mom,” Mother’s Day marks a way to honor ...
“Joy” is an emotion in short-supply these days. But my family has something to celebrate after this dumpster fire, sci-fi-movie of a year. It’s our very first family wedding! My nephew Collin is tying the knot with his love, Nadia. This was the first grandchild among we three sisters, and, as you can see from this 33- year-old photo, I was smitten. ...
All masked up and dressed for the cold, I recently walked into the Northshire Bookstore in Saratoga, New York. Beyond the growing numbers of vaccinations and that mud-earth scent promise of spring, it was the energy inside that beloved indie shop that gave me hope. The place was cooking with gas, bustling with a happy, energetic vibe I hadn’t felt in a ...
I’ve always liked February. It feels like winter is moving into the rear view mirror and there’s a real chance for crocus-spotting before month’s end. Nothing feels more hopeful in the Northeast than a flower pushing up through the snow. And there’s a lot of it out there right now. February is heart-shaped chocolates and hand-made Valentines, longer ...
Finally! The calendar has turned. As I write at the beginning of 2021, our world and nation feels wobbly, but I have great expectations for this year. My wishes are simple: …May the nation cleave together … May Americans be able to talk about their opinions, points of view and convictions with respect for the “other” …May the world conquer the ...