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So this just happened , thanks to the late-night conversations and gentle guidance of fellow writer Meredith Counts. I don't know w...

via FeministIre , which made space for this guest post. I share it here because this is about money and culture if ever an essay was. Plea...

I have stood at this window more than six thousand mornings. Gil and I took possession of this house just yesterday, in May 1998, a da...

My mother was a nurse, and it defined her life. She fought her parents to become one, put herself through school without their money. T...

Here is all I know about the day my mother left: I wasn't alive. For as long as I could remember, the family had told hilarious sto...