Vacation Recipe: Gazpacho
I am not a chef. I do not make complicated dishes. I repeat tried and true recipes to the point that guests will say things like, “Oh good! I really…
4 Simple Lessons to Stay Connected to Your Spouse
Peter and I have been married for 20 years this week. I am grateful in a way that words cannot convey for the ways we have grown up together. I’m…
Trying to Expand Your Bookshelf? Here Are 20 Diverse Books for Kids of All Ages
Four years ago, I was working on a book about children’s literature. I loved the experience of reading out loud to our kids, especially reading chapter books, and I wanted…
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I graduated from Princeton, but my daughter taught me what matters | Hartford Courant
I wrote a piece for the Hartford Courant connecting the recent college admission cheating scandal, education, expectations, privilege, disability, and Down syndrome in honor of World Down Syndrome Day, March…
Love That Never Fails
On Valentine’s Day, it’s easy to think of love as a weak and meaningless force symbolized by pink candy hearts and carnations. But for people of faith, it’s worth remembering…
‘Tis the Season for Stress
I woke up at 4:32 this morning. I had set the alarm for 5:30, but my body seemed to think that would not do. There was the knowledge that American…
Jesus Came From A Dysfunctional Family
We had Marilee’s parent/teacher conference yesterday morning. We heard about her leadership in the classroom and the play she is writing with her friend Nathan. She’s kind to the other…
Revisiting: Deep Calls Out To Deep, But I Long To Stay Shallow
Candy, mindless scrolling through my phone, checking email instead of working on something of substance, avoiding exercise and time outside, keeping conversation light instead of asking the deeper and more…
On Political Correctness and Learning the Language of Love
On Political Correctness and Learning the Language of Love Today was Halloween, and Halloween is now a holiday, like many others, that brings up the subject of political correctness. Some…
Penny, Seventh Grade
Everyone told me that seventh grade is just the worst. The nadir of self-consciousness and social awkwardness and everything horrible about tween-dom. And it may turn out to be…
