Twice A Week, the NRA Reaps Our Children

Twice A Week, the NRA Reaps Our Children
Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about the labels of loss. There is a word to define a person who has lost their parents– orphan. It defines them, no matter what else is true of themselves or their lives, it is a fact of their existence. Widow. Widower. These words define people who have lost... Read more »

Ghosts and Explorers: Living as a Glioblastoma Guinea Pig

Ghosts and Explorers: Living as a Glioblastoma Guinea Pig
Most days, I am very good with fear. I let it roll off of me like sweat, like the hairs that drop from my head seemingly all the time. For a moment I shiver, and it’s it the past. Most days, I am not overwhelmed by the mundanity of it. Six weeks ago, M’s seizures ramped... Read more »

Aziz Ansari and Passive Aggressive Rape Threats

Aziz Ansari and Passive Aggressive Rape Threats
In September of last year, I met a woman at a party. We exchanged numbers. We texted back and forth and eventually we went on a date. We went out to dinner, and afterwards we ended up engaging in sexual activity, which by all indications was completely consensual. — Aziz Ansari I cried the whole ride home.... Read more »
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Look out, here's an abortion rant...

Look out, here's an abortion rant...
The other day, I read a reader comment in an Alabama newspaper. The person who wrote it said she was torn between, “…voting for a pedophile, or voting for someone who believes in abortion.”   And after a day’s long and hard reflection on how on earth this could be a difficult decision, I figured... Read more »

Nazis and Brain Cancer- A Waiting Game

Nazis and Brain Cancer- A Waiting Game
My husband had a seizure on Friday night. He was driving, halfway between Chicago and Ann Arbor, MI, alone. He was able to pull to the side of the freeway, and I was able to get family to collect him and drive him to me, where I was waiting, three hours away. It could mean... Read more »

What I've Learned From 10 Years of Brain Cancer

What I've Learned From 10 Years of Brain Cancer
Ten years ago, at this moment, I was meeting my brand new fiancé for lunch, to pick out an engagement ring. He had *meant* to get one before popping the question, but he was never the best planner. So we went together on his lunch break and picked out a gorgeous ring with a lovely... Read more »
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On Burnout, and Gratitude

On Burnout, and Gratitude
What I want to write is a wrap-up of my BlogHer17 trip, the friends I made, the blogs you should follow immediately, the lessons I’ve learned… but I can’t just now. I was up all night being sick, and before I could even put clothes on again yesterday morning I was on the phone, talking fundraisers,... Read more »

A Feminist Mom on a Date with King Liz

A Feminist Mom on a Date with King Liz
On Thursday, M and I went to see a show at the Windy City Playhouse*- King Liz. King Liz is a play (something I love) ostensibly about basketball (something M loves) and feminism (something we both care about deeply). It seemed like a slam dunk of a date night, if you’ll pardon the pun. The question as to... Read more »

How Living With Brain Cancer is like Living on A Volcano

How Living With Brain Cancer is like Living on A Volcano
Yesterday was our ninth wedding anniversary. It was a perfect evening. We drank our way across downtown, went to a stand up show, and returned to a hotel room where I’d put champagne on ice with a box of macarons. It was the kind of date every parent of small kids dreams about, a truly... Read more »
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Pretending: A Motherhood Story

Pretending: A Motherhood Story
A few weeks ago, I was profoundly honored to be a member of the final cast of Listen To Your Mother, a storytelling on stage series Chicago has joined in with for the last six years. This was my second time on the LTYM stage, and it was as humbling and beautiful as my first.... Read more »