An open letter to my daughter

As your mother, I worry. I grew up in a much different world than you will, one that allowed privacy and encouraged imagination. You will be inundated by over-stimulation, and at times, intruding transparency. My childhood was riddled with wardrobe faux pas and cosmetic malfunctions, that thankfully never saw the light of day.  You, on… Read More

Cancer is a thief that creates unwilling heroes out of children.

Like the true criminal it is, cancer doesn’t discriminate. It cares not about destiny or achievements, nor does is consider purpose. There is no hierarchy or class that is immune. This sweet boy taught my daughter to walk, picking her up every time she fell, both laughing hysterically. When he came to my house he… Read More