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.
My daughter was sick. For three days her little body fought temperatures in excess of 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Caring for my daughter when she is sick is emotionally and physically exhausting. Her body is the one going through hell so, why does it drain me so much? A three day fever meant four days of … Continue reading family, science, and community
My current life is beyond anything I could have ever imagined. I live in an apartment over-looking the Charles River. I can pay all of my bills every month. I get to spend my days (and often nights) thinking about the mysteries of the brain. I run experiments and collect data to answer questions that … Continue reading “disadvantaged background”
Eleven years ago I gave birth. The doctor announced, "it's a girl," as she took this new life out of my body. Relieved, I released my breath and my body melted down into the bed. A girl. I have a daughter. I got my first glimpse of her and then, as the doctors and nurses … Continue reading 11.