“I don’t know what to do.” “I don’t know who I am anymore.” “Everything is up in the air.” So many of us are finding ourselves repeating these mantras of the unknown these days. They’re the language of endings and new beginnings, the lexicon of the...
I don’t care what Maslow says. Belonging is a human requirement best suited for the bottom tier of the hierarchy of needs, right alongside food and shelter and safety. (In fact, Maslow’s hierarchy has come into some question,...
This morning, when I crawled out of bed to begin my day, the yellowest waning moon poured her light into my bedroom window, filtering across the sleeping bodies of my husband and nine-year-old (who leaves her top bunk reliably every night, despite the stuffies...
The world is changing, and so are you. It’s true now more than ever: it seems like in the past few years, we’ve been in a sort of accelerated global awakening. We’re waking up to the realities of systemic racism, climate...
“It’s not like I’m going to let motherhood change who I am,” I remember saying, with unintended smugness, hand hovering over my resplendently pregnant belly. It was my first baby, I felt beautiful and powerful, and morning sickness was only a...
I turn off the shower and peel back the shower curtain to grab a towel. Of course, the entire family is jammed into our tiny bathroom; my husband is brushing his teeth to get ready to go to work, one child is sitting on the potty, feet dangling and bum...
