From the category archives:
I don’t know when it happened, but something changed in me this year. Over the winter, in the thick of school and worry (and probably mid-cup of tea) it hit me: if not now, when? It sounds corny, but after a year of plans falling through, it was like being hit by lightening- I have [...]
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Six years in a private junior high and high school was definitely interesting. My school was progressive, secular and high pressure. It hung on the British structure, from uniforms and boarding to being put in one of four “houses” when you were admitted. My graduating class was unprecedentedly large at a whopping thirty five girls, and my time [...]
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We started going west when I was about ten. We had never taken a road trip, but in the middle of another child custody stalemate, between another move to another school and packing boxes to move to another house my mom thought we could all use a vacation. “Banf-f!” She pronounced both F’s clearly and [...]
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There are two books I read last year that I loved, but that hit too close to home. Eat, Pray, Love, about a divorcee who uses a year to go find herself in Italy, Indonesia, and India, and Kabul Beauty School, about a beautician who leaves her family to go to Afghanistan, and ends up [...]
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There are some experiences that put you firmly in a “before it happened” and “after it happened” territory. Moments that define how you look at the world. And they always seem to be moments that start normally enough. It was St. Patrick’s day, I was 19, and I hadn’t seen Alex in months. Her short [...]
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