Tag: Childhood
Thanksgiving Throwback
For this week’s blog post, I began writing an essay about children. But it’s not ready. (Spoiler alert: neither am I.) In my effort to explore and research the “kid issue” I decided to sort through all of my old masterpieces kept at my parents’ house in Lafayette. Most of them were just awful—crayon scribbles ...
Same Sky, Different City
In August 2011, I moved to Baltimore to the general astonishment (and in some cases, horror) of my family and friends. I braved the downtown traffic for a year, and then three months ago, I moved a little further north. I knew this second move would mean change—a bedroom door, a backyard, a nicer drive ...