My son just returned from sleepaway camp. It was not his first time away, but it was his longest. While he immensely enjoyed the daily activities, the nights for him were rough.
I was not…surprised. He suffers from anxiety. The camp, cognizant of his challenges, worked thoughtfully and carefully with him to manage them. But his bunkmates were not aware, and I’m not exactly sure how appropriate and feasible it would have been to share it with them. Still, I wish they could have known a few things about… >> Read More
Just a few days ago, I happened to be with a friend when her father called to wish her happy birthday. The exchange only lasted a mere fifteen seconds, but I felt a melancholy shift inside. It…reminded me of all the years I was lucky enough to receive birthday calls from my father. My father will not be calling me this year. He hasn’t done so for the last decade. I turn 40 this year, and this birthday feels different from all the others — sadder, more somber and heartbreaking. In… >> Read More
Recently at my son’s birthday party, my mother asked for help purchasing a veil for her upcoming wedding. I instinctively turned to Amazon and found a simple, elegant one for under $15. “Make…sure it’s two tiers,” my mom reminded me, “so that the groom can place the veil over my face.” My mother is getting married. She entered widowhood 11 years ago when my beloved father died suddenly and tragically at the age of 55. His death was a shock to our system. In many ways, it… >> Read More