It’s only fitting that my last column should be this one. The one where this Studio City Mom tells you with enormous joy that her daughter, her baby girl, her bunny rabbit, her heart, has graduated college. She graduated with …
Read more →
It’s true. Ask anyone. I literally came out of the womb with circles under my eyes. It’s like I knew the life ahead of me was going to be chaotic as fuck so I was already exhausted for the battle …
Read more →
It still stuns me to write those words. Me. The child who grew up raging against her alcoholic mother. Hating and loving her with an intensity and fear that only children of alcoholics understand. Me. The teenager that ran as …
Read more →
I know, I know, I’m very late to the party. I’m so sorry, Ms. Dunham. Sorry, that it took a pandemic for me to finally watch your iconic creation, Girls. The Lena Dunham series was groundbreaking when it premiered on …
Read more →I’d like to say I’m sorry for your loss to the 70 million people who voted for Trump… But I’m not. And one day, maybe, those who voted for him will thank us for saving America from irreversible damage. You …
Read more →
I had been wondering how it would hit me. When. Where. In what way. Sending my daughter to college 3,000 miles away. My daughter. My baby, my gift, my joy, my amazement, my hope, my dance partner. And would she …
Read more →That’s all I got.
Read more →I’ve been wondering what to write and how to write it. I’ve been wondering if what I have to say matters. But silence is not an option. Not for me. I’m a writer. This is the form I use to …
Read more →
She’s graduating high school. She’s done. It’s arrived. And you couldn’t be more proud and you couldn’t be more emotional and you couldn’t be more shocked that your little baby girl is wearing a cap and gown. My baby. My …
Read more →Right now we can choose to look at what’s happening in a variety of ways. I choose to look at it the way I look at most things. Everything is happening exactly as it’s meant to and it’s how we …
Read more →