I am the mother of sons. My goal is to raise them to grow up to not be assholes. I do not count myself in the same ilk as the Stanford rapist's father who admonishes his violent act of rape as an incident, nay mistake, that resulted from binge drinking. I know plenty of boys who … [Read more...] about The Onus is On Parents of Sons
Dirt and Noise
$1 Can Help Stop Summer Hunger
The end of the school year is a frenzied, rushed race with summer monotony bleating at the finish line. Each year is a bittersweet end, and I have visions of family time adventures and cookie baking as we laugh and dance in the kitchen. Mind you, this is still a wistful daydream … [Read more...] about $1 Can Help Stop Summer Hunger
Life & Liberty Aren’t Enough. What About Dignity?
As Americans, we hold our heads high on the pedestal of freedom. We wax poetically about liberty, wearing it as a mantle of international justice. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, are after all, key tenets of our way of life. Yet I venture to say that one integral … [Read more...] about Life & Liberty Aren’t Enough. What About Dignity?
Mothers-in-Law, Oft Forgotten on Mother’s Day
If I could just show you a photograph, it would tell you the 1000 words I’m having trouble finding myself. She would have been a slight thing with a mop of curly hair, dungarees, and no shoes. Her gingham pinafore was likely tattered by day’s end, which made her mother succumb to … [Read more...] about Mothers-in-Law, Oft Forgotten on Mother’s Day
Moms+SocialGood — What do you wish were true for every child, everywhere?
Moms +SocialGood is a one-day event dedicated to empowering mothers around the world to create a better future for themselves and their families. I'm thrilled beyond measure to be speaking at the event this year. I'll be in New York today at the New York Times Center. What an … [Read more...] about Moms+SocialGood — What do you wish were true for every child, everywhere?
Your Car Is a Weapon
I was admittedly swept up in a moment of vanity as I was checking my hair in the rearview mirror at the red light. Tiny wisps had been dragging between the space between my glasses and my eyelids so I was doing a quick finger comb. I was sweeping my hair off my face … [Read more...] about Your Car Is a Weapon
Prince, My Soundtrack
The collective gasp heard ‘round the world on Thursday must be what it sounds like when doves cry. I get weepy, even more so than usual. My sons think I’m nuts. I sniveled in carpool, wiping snot on my sleeve and thanking the sun for warranting dark glasses as I … [Read more...] about Prince, My Soundtrack