family
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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 Sixth Day of Blogmas: Holiday Anxieties
I’m usually better about managing my wide-ranging anxieties, but like many people, I find the holidays to be stressful.
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On the Second Day of Blogmas: Reflecting on Christmas Eve, being a child, and wanting children.
The way the adults got on made it seem as though the world simply existed for them to live in it. That their only job was to shriek with laughter and dunk those large shrimps into the pools of tart, red sauce on their plates.
That American Girl 