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One Art: Losing Myself

It’s been more than a decade since I’ve seen Sister Ollie, one of my Nana’s dear friends. More than a decade. I’m old. And suddenly, for the first time, I feel old. A decade since I’ve seen… Continue reading

We Are the Magic-Makers

  Back where I’m from in Ohio, it doesn’t matter what you’re doing any other Sunday in the year, but come Christmas and Easter, you put on your fanciest clothes, get the family… Continue reading

April Fool’s Baby

It was on April first last year that I played the biggest April Fool’s joke ever — by telling the truth. I was pregnant, and my due date, as determined by the doctor I visited in Hong… Continue reading

The Fine Art of Mama Shaming

One day, in the rush before Christmas, I walked through an archway at the same time as two older women. Partly to give them more room, and partly just from being tired, I… Continue reading

The Prettiest Baby in the World

I’m fully convinced that my baby is the prettiest baby in the world. I mean, most mothers think that of their children, don’t they? And I don’t know but we’re all right. Something… Continue reading

The Memory of Chairs

My problem with New Year resolutions is that for most people, they seem to focus on sucking the joy out of things. Instead of berating myself for not having the same body as… Continue reading