02 Oct She is Someone
It was Friday. An extra busy day in the substance use disorder treatment center where, at the time, I was supervising medical residents. As we were sitting around a conference table finishing morning...
It was Friday. An extra busy day in the substance use disorder treatment center where, at the time, I was supervising medical residents. As we were sitting around a conference table finishing morning...
It has become our automatic response to the question, “How are you doing?” With a shake of our heads we exclaim, “Busy!” And we are. Of course, there’s...
“What’s your plan?” I ask with curiosity. My daughter looks down at me from the top of the jungle gym. It’s tempting to yell, “Stop!”It’s tempting to say, “Here, let...
My daughter is not at all fond of strawberries. Unfortunately, at our favorite Mexican restaurant last night, her chicken tacos came on a plate with a side of fruit… which happened to...
Awake in bed, I consider my day. These are the moments I replay in my mind: I forgot to include notes in my daughters’ lunch boxes on their first day of school,...
For the past few months, whenever I was leaving for a trip, my sister would text me and ask me to please bring the shower caps from the hotels. After...