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Imagine a lanky, Italian guy straight out of the 80’s. We’re talking neon short shorts, blown-dry hair, creeper mustache, and a signature scent of onions. Tony (not his real name) was my mom’s third husband. We avoid saying his name in our family, sort of how everyone avoided saying Lord Voldemort’s name in the Harry…
When life as we all knew it stopped back in March 2020, suddenly we had all of this free time. Footage showed empty streets, the absence of traffic, and wildlife returning to places where it had been scared off by humanity. Of course there were new concerns, but for those of us who were lucky…
My family moves often for work, but we’re hoping our upcoming move is the last one. That’s right: after two and a half short years in South Florida, we’re embarking on yet another cross-country relocation. Often it takes two years to feel settled, but this time, I really feel like we just got here. When…
“Anxiety” wasn’t a buzzword when I was growing up the way it is today. Maybe we just didn’t have a word for what was going on or maybe it wasn’t as common of an affliction. Everything’s so much faster-paced now and there’s so much instant gratification that it’s possible anxiety just wasn’t as wide-reaching back…
