This week I’m celebrating a birthday, my 30th birthday in fact. I long ago discarded the idea that I should be at a certain pinnacle or milestone by a particular age; I remember vividly watching the Olympics, and seeing teenager after teenager accomplishing ‘what they had worked their entire lives’ for, and a little voice in [...]
Growing up spring always meant a trip to the nursery or garden shop to pick out flowers for the raised beds in my parent’s backyard. My little sister and I would wander through the rows, navigating bags of mulch or potting soil and make suggestions to my mom about what we thought looked nice. My [...]
On April 24th a building housing shops, a bank, and garment factories collapsed in Savar outside of Dhaka. As of the first week of May, the death toll has risen to 650. This first week of May has also seen a resurgence in political and religious unrest as reports indicate that 20 people were killed [...]
I’m not very good at forming new habits. Certainly not good ones. I talk game and make plans: Eating Better, Waking up Earlier, Writing More, etc. But then I hit snooze, let the spinach go bad, and my notebooks lay empty. That last step of summoning up will power and pushing myself to do the [...]
I was a freshman in college when the twin towers fell. I didn’t know anyone in New York then, and I hadn’t yet met my husband who has family throughout the boroughs and an uncle who worked at the WTC. I watched news reports with my roommates, in shock like the rest of the world. My university [...]
If you know me, or have been reading this column, you know that I spent a year living in Bangladesh. It was wonderful and fantastic and a hundred other adjectives. Bangladesh is close to my heart not just because of my time spent there, but it’s also the place where my husband grew up and [...]
I’ve been in the same place for a year. I know because the lease is up. It’s one of those weird tricks of time that it feels shorter and longer all at the same time. Shorter because I can vividly remember the beginning: Slowly moving in, unpacking things I hadn’t seen in over a year, [...]
I’m pants at directions. I’m pretty sure that’s British slang for really bad, if not, well I’ve never been to Great Britain so you’ll just have to excuse my ignorance. International colloquialism aside, I’m really pretty terrible at directions, both giving them and following. If you’re ever giving me directions, and you hope to actually [...]
