Many, many years ago when I was in first grade, I came down with scarlet fever. I was the oldest of three and my mom was pregnant with her fourth child. Our house was put under quarantine with a sign stating so at the end of our long driveway. My dad worked away and stayed … Continue reading Quarantine Prayers.
My friends and family are scattered all around the world. Our realities are usually very different — there is little to no overlap in our day-to-day events, weather, political news, even holidays. Today, however, we are all in the same boat. It has been bewildering and bizarre to observe the lives of my friends and … Continue reading United by Staying Away
I wanted to write a post about Good Friday during the pandemic. About the meaning of Good Friday and how it is so fitting during a time like this. Nothing seems quite right though. My words can't quite describe the feeling. Around 2000 years ago a man named Jesus hung on a cross at 9 … Continue reading Good Friday
Source: Lightspring (Shutterstock) "The United States is about to endure a collective trauma unlike anything in recent memory." - David Scharfenberg I am no stranger to trauma. Right now though, I feel like the least capable person when it comes to managing the experience of trauma. My city, my state, my country, my world is … Continue reading collective trauma.
March in the mid-Atlantic states is glorious. Dissatisfied with the quality of C’s preschool and the annoyances of weekly commitments, the COVID school cancellations were a bit of a relief. Sure, museums and other places were closed, but as long as we can go outdoors and explore, it would feel mostly like summer vacation without … Continue reading Protecting my family from COVID-19.
yesterday i broke one of my favorite mugs. it shattered. slowly i collected the pieces and, as i did so, i knew they would never go back to the way they were. there would be no fixing this beautiful, one-of-a-kind treasure that was so recently gifted to me by a friend. the mug was broken; … Continue reading broken things.
Four years ago I embarked on a new journey: using fMRI to understand how the baby mind works. Do babies see and experience the world the same way we do? Using fMRI, I took pictures of Hope’s brain while she watched movies of kids, toys, and places. A new image of her brain appeared on … Continue reading 4 years.