Hope Heals Camp: When We’re Seen
Seen. That was the word written underneath my plate at the Hope Heals banquet. Other people had words like beloved, cherished, known. All three of our kids picked up their…
Seen. That was the word written underneath my plate at the Hope Heals banquet. Other people had words like beloved, cherished, known. All three of our kids picked up their…
Last summer I wanted to show our kids that we weren’t against screens. Rather, we were for activity and nature and friendship and learning. So I told them as long…
Last year, we took a big trip out west to Utah and Wyoming. In the past, we’ve taken our kids to Martha’s Vineyard and met up with friends in Virginia…
About once a month, I take a moment to introduce myself. Social media platforms are funny places to try to make meaningful connections, but, hopefully, these introductions offer a little…
We’ve traveled down south with our kids to learn the history of racial injustice there. But how do we narrate the reality of northern complicity in racial injustice? We started…
As I return to this space after a few weeks of vacation, I thought I’d start by sharing 5 things I learned: 1. Everyone eats tacos differently. We had a…
I’ll be away for the next week or so. Away in real life, at our family’s beach house on the Connecticut shore, with my stack of books and a bin…
William graduated from eighth grade last week. He’s headed to boarding school next year, so this day marked the end of an era in multiple ways for our family. He’s…
Peter and I were married for six years before we had kids, and we had been dating for five years before that. We both remember distinctly the dinner where we…
“People with Down syndrome are stubborn.” I’ve heard it from the time Penny was born. From therapists, teachers, doctors, and other parents. It has always struck me as a negative…