THE ROCK, AKA my sweet daughter, turned 6 last week. She asked for a simple gift, but her request turned our family on our collective ear.
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Paige Smith Orloff invents sisterhood from scratch.
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THE ROCK, AKA my sweet daughter, turned 6 last week. She asked for a simple gift, but her request turned our family on our collective ear.
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WHAT IS IT about the human condition that we can never treasure the age we’re in? This problem is not just confined to rapidly sagging, middle-aged people (like me). It strikes our progeny, too, though sometimes in unexpected ways. [click to continue…]
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I CAN’T SAY I wasn’t warned. Sheilaa Hite, our lovely in-house (in-blog?) astrologer-extraordinaire, told us all to be careful. [click to continue…]
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I SWORE UP, DOWN and all around, that I would never raise another puppy. Puppies, I said glibly to friends considering getting their own, are like children, without benefit of diapers. What I should have said, instead: Be careful of the stone certainties, the pronouncements, the “I’ll nevers”–they’ll bite you in the ass, every time. [click to continue…]
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I THOUGHT IT WAS ONLY PARENTS who felt (with guilt aplenty, of course) that they wished their children, sometimes, you know, just for a moment, time to collect one’s thoughts, or maybe just form a thought…could you all, please, just for a second, BE QUIET? Apparently, this is a sibling issue, too. [click to continue…]
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