Being a Navy family comes with all kinds of positives and negatives. We get an incredible opportunity to live in places we’d never normally venture (Hawaii! Japan! Germany!), experience lifestyles…vastly different from the ones we lived growing up, and befriend people we’d never normally meet if we lived regular, civilian lives in the U.S. Conversely, being stationed far from family is hard, especially around the holidays — and even more so when you’re Jewish and live in a world where Jews are few and… >> Read More
The Maasai warrior was confused. We were standing on the beach in Zanzibar, and I was explaining that, yes, I am married. And, yes, I have children, and, yes I am here in Africa by myself.
It…seems that wherever I travel I run into the problem of how to best explain the concept of American summer camp. I try to explain the habits of my own tribe — Northeast American Jews, to be precise — and I tell the African warriors that we send our children to the mountains for the summer.… >> Read More
When my preemie twins were discharged from NICU, our insurance company whisked us home to our country of residence (Canada), via air ambulance. Not knowing what to expect — and despite the…turbulence of a hormonal and emotional sort — I was pleasantly surprised to board what was essentially a private jet. Three medics accompanied the three of us; they tended to the twins’ every need. I was relegated to the back of the (very small) plane, while, up front, my babies were strapped into their car… >> Read More
I saw an old video of myself the other day. I was packing for an upcoming trip and my twins, who were about 2 years old then, were circling around me.
I don’t remember where we were going, but…what has stuck with me is how, on camera, I appear as frantic as a contestant on a reality TV cooking competition. My hair is flying and my brow is furrowed as I appear in and out of the frame, grabbing clothes, zipping and unzipping duffel bags as I shove things in. The twins, meanwhile,… >> Read More
Once upon a time, my oldest son used to come home from school and ask, “So what did my fans have to say about me today?”
This was in response to comments posted on my Kveller pieces about him,…including how he travelled by himself on public transportation (then, later, also took his younger brother), how he did plenty of chores but didn’t get paid for them, and, most (un)popularly, how I refused to let him be labeled Special Needs in school. That post generated so much outrage that he even wrote a personal… >> Read More