As a native New Yorker, I thought my move to Tennessee was temporary. But deep down I’m a country girl. Starting out more than a thousand miles away from loved ones is a challenge, especially when a new mom is no longer of childbearing age. My daughter Violet longed for friends and so did I.
I headed upstairs to retrieve the laundry basket, trying to get one more task done before losing the day to the endless emails and Zoom meetings of my remote job. As I was picking up discarded clothes (which is why my husband is a software engineer and not a basketball player), I noticed my phone
My husband and I started working when we were 14 years old. When our oldest son told us he wanted to do the same, we were ready to help him achieve it. But it was a challenge because most companies require employees to be at least 16 years old, sometimes 18. We knew we had
I am the organizer of my group of friends. But I’m not an organizer by nature. I love separating clothes into piles and then putting the unfolded clothes in the drawers. I’m also not a glamorous boss who makes everyone wear coordinated outfits. And I don’t always want to get close. Like anyone, I can
In August, I left my steady job as a public high school teacher in New York City to start a full-time graduate program in Manhattan. I was concerned about the choice not only because I loved my work with children, but also because I had traded a steady paycheck and affordable health insurance for tens
When they were very little, we used to call vacations with kids “palm tree babysitting.” Now that they’re teenagers, maybe it’s more like “traveling with idiots.” I mean, sometimes they’re grateful and committed. But just as often, it can feel like every decision is being evaluated by the most ruthless and genius jury of tired,