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A Name
I’ve never really liked my name. I don’t hate it, but I don’t love it.
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On Identity
Grappling with age, identity, career and nostalgia.
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Disney Adults
Reflecting on my childhood trips to Disney World.
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Prednisone
It feels pathetic to be sick on the holidays.
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On the Twelfth Day of Blogmas: Christmas Day
I know that I was a girl who played with bugs and owned an iPod and ran races, once. But those versions of me are so far removed from the current version of me that I feel as though I’m talking about different people.
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On the Eleventh Day of Blogmas: Christmas Eve
Tonight, as my family clinked together copper cups of Moscow Mules or chilled glasses of Pinot Grigio, they laughed and they “fought” over all kinds of things.
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On the Tenth Day of Blogmas: An Off Season
Maybe it is an excuse, but I agree: Thanksgiving came too late and Christmas came too soon this year.
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On the Ninth Day of Blogmas: My Brooklynite Father
His stories were so mesmerizing that their sudden slip into horror could go unmissed.
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On the Eighth Day of Blogmas: Just Like the Snow I Used to Know
But the delight of seeing that wondrous powder fall from the sky … and the world outside completely untouched by footprints or pawprints or car tracks just yet … it made me feel as though the snow existed entirely for me.
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