Almost two years ago today, a 14-year-old boy named Dajae Coleman was shot dead on Church Street in Evanston, just a few blocks from where I lived. I remember at the time thinking that I probably heard the shots, without knowing it, from my own home. He was a model citizen and star athlete and… Continue reading This is about race, tolerance, family, and fearlessness
Several years ago I was sitting at lunch with a very good friend at a suburban restaurant. I had taken a break from my stay-at-home-mom day to visit her on her turf as she had to break away from her intense, full-time work-from-home job with one of the Big Four. We had worked together in the dot-com… Continue reading Full circle
This blog has been hibernating for one year, nine months, and three days. And just like that, after tucking my kids into bed, after eating a leftover banana pancake for dinner, before emptying out the dishwasher, and while drinking ginger tea, I felt like reviving it. I left off folding my twin boys’ Batman underwear,… Continue reading Revived
Reentering the professional workforce has been on my mind for a long time. And it’s never seemed so difficult. I remember thinking, before we had our first child, that I would simply have to wait until she was born to see how I felt about returning to work. I just didn’t know how I’d feel… Continue reading Mother of reinvention. And again. And again.
It’s a funny thing, this blogging. One of my very early posts was just featured on Mamapedia Voices, and I can’t tell you how excited and flattered I am. It’s my first non-self-published writing. I am so honored. I’m also feeling the pressure. As you can see, I haven’t posted since July 1st. But now… Continue reading Blogging is like the relationship between toddlers and food
I’ve been perusing Lisa Belkin’s Motherlode blog in the New York Times quite a bit lately, and there’s been a lot of talk about modern motherhood, and how we modern mothers face a tough choice between career and motherhood that leaves us torn. A propos, her book of the month is Torn: True Stories of… Continue reading Imagine not having to talk about being “torn”
Questions are starting to emerge. I know very well that they are emotional, reactionary, worried questions. I know the rational answers to them. But they’re still creeping up. I’m thinking of the movie The Matrix – there’s this crumbling, dark, unpredictable reality behind the seemingly organized and sense-making world that I create for myself every… Continue reading Do I take the red or the blue pill?
Ugh, I haven’t posted since April 20th. That’s ridiculous. What in the world has held me back? Well, let’s just say there were many moments when I wanted to sit down and write. Or better yet, spew. Or announce that I’d had enough. Or tell you exactly how I felt about the time when… Wasn’t… Continue reading Taking a moment to get off this high speed train
These two words have been on my mind a lot lately. As often as I feel in the mire, sometimes drowning in a daily rut, I do also take moments to look at life within the bigger picture and realize how now is just a tiny drop in the bucket full of life still to… Continue reading Two words: impulse control
I simply love how inspiration just pops up, in the most unexpected moments. Or maybe the moment was perfectly expected, in the totally appropriate place to find inspiration – but it coincided with a moment in which my heart and mind were open to receive it. I came across a Facebook post by a dear… Continue reading Shaking up rituals with creativity and unpredictability