Family
What Adopting a Dog Taught Me About My Eating Disorder
During those first weeks, I was in a never-ending, often failing battle with Penny, then an eight-pound roly-poly of a beagle
Kindness Makes Us Neighbors
I know my neighbors now a little bit better than before.
How Affirmations Ground Me in Baking and Parenting
My affirmations teach me the things I still need to learn.
I Will Always Be Able to Find My Father in the West
Out on the road and in the great outdoors my dad and I discovered we were more like each other than we believed.
I Needed Control of My Life, So I Started With My Hair
I grieved the chance to have an uncomplicated pregnancy. I grieved the fact that having more babies could be potentially fatal. And I grieved a younger, more carefree me.
In the Shadow of Saris: Exploring Identity Through Memory and Dislocation
Only after I left a home where there were many women who might have helped me did I realize the sari represented more than a cultural announcement.
The Three Corpses
From the beginning, I knew that terror is a god. But now, I also believe that what might sound like a death rattle is merely the echo of ancestral song.
Resistance Can Be Playful, Too
In the face of overlapping and unprecedented crises, an immigrant mom protects her family through play.
Learning to Love My Mother’s Body and My Own
Envy feels a lot like binging—the more you give into it, the worse you feel.
Jewish Comedy as a Love Language
It’s hard to say what about it is more charming to me, the hilarity of it or the inescapable Jewishness of it. Mel Brooks could be any man in my family.