No, I don’t need to own a designer handbag or throw a dinner party that would make Martha Stewart proud for my 20s to be worthwhile. I turned 29 last weekend. In 361 days, I’ll be 30, which most of us agree marks the official end of youth. By the time you hit 30, you’re supposed to […]
People tell me I’ll regret it if I don’t plan something big for my 50th birthday. I’m about to turn 50. Like my 12-year-old son, I’m experiencing changes in my body that are, at best, confusing, making me feel like an amateur at things like hair removal and feminine hygiene. My girly hormones are in […]
I was a biter. I was a hitter. I was a smart ass and spit out some fairly ugly things in anger, at my mother, who—kinder and gentler than most—took it. Every year on October 31st, I call my mother. Not because she is particularly fond of Halloween, but because it’s my birthday. “Happy my […]
The comfort of the typical day, the normal, even the boring—it’s a luxury we don’t appreciate enough. When I was growing up, my parents always made a big deal about birthdays and holidays, which always involved multiple parties, many traditions, and even more gifts. As a result, I used to put a lot of stock […]
