“See you next year?”

I went to a special education IEP meeting last week with a foster kid. I was volunteering as what the law calls a “surrogate parent.” I can show up for kids who don’t have anyone to act as a parent or guardian, which is required for these meetings. This kid was… Continue reading »

Dear Donald Trump, from an adoptive mom.

­­Dear Donald Trump, My son thinks ­­you want to deport him. I’m sorry, did I jump ahead of myself there? That was rude of me. Let’s start over. Hi there. I’m Rebecca. Yes, yes, nice to meet you, too. I have an adopted son. He was adopted from China in… Continue reading »

“To Girls Everywhere, I Am With You.”

“To girls everywhere, I am with you.” This is how a woman who was assaulted and raped behind a dumpster at Stanford University ended her statement to her attacker at his sentencing hearing. My admiration for this woman is seeping out of my pores. If this were me, my statement might… Continue reading »

Prince

It was 1984, and I was barely 11. We lived outside of Chicago and were headed to the home of family friends for dinner. Unlike my family, these friends lived large. They had lots of disposable income and were unapologetically flashy. They competed in horse jumping, traveled to exotic island… Continue reading »

Here’s to the Cheese in 2016

I don’t make New Year’s resolutions. Not because I don’t need an infusion of life changes over here (because that list would be a novella), but because I can’t stomach the pressure of it all. All the self-improvement resolution talk makes me tense. I feel like a tween girl who… Continue reading »