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Millenial Life: Pass the New Roles

When you grow up in a bicultural family, you tend to seek any connections to one side or the other. There may be different Saturday-morning cartoons or different types of food in rotation, but it's holidays that provide an entrance into a culture, if you know all the roles. For me, Thanksgiving was the quintessential American holiday.

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Hard Conversations

I have never been a fan of confrontation. I learned to get out of daunting social situations over time. It's easy at loud, alcohol-fueled parties in your 20s. It's slightly more difficult at boring and underattended networking events in your 30s. However, it is nearly impossible to dodge small kids with simple questions.

As we were getting ...Read more

It's Fine

Unfortunately, I was the one who gave her the milk that she spilled all over my laptop. More unfortunately, my daughter didn't tell me until the weekend was over. And the most unfortunate part was that when opening the case, the smell indicated the computer was well on its way to making cheese.

On Friday, I had rushed her away from breakfast ...Read more

Transformation in Phases

The name of the game for our family is warding off the tedium. This week, a surprise snowstorm was the earliest snowfall on record for our city. It wasn't the dusting we usually get -- even in the peak of winter -- but substantial snow. The white blanket lured my children out at dawn to make snow angels and pelt each other with loose snowballs...Read more

Strapped in Together

The newborn phase is a bit like war: no sleep, an unknown opponent, meeting different layers of yourself through caffeine and adrenaline, and learning to distinguish the urgency of loud yelling.

For both of my kids, the car was an elixir of relief, first for me and then for them, once they were lulled to sleep. They realized that no amount of...Read more

What Endures Above

Even before the pandemic, we may not have been what you call a traditional family. We're a bit spur-of-the-moment, especially with our parenting. A long while back, after a late lunch outing during which we scouted random local places for tacos, our family drove through town trying to find things to do on a lazy weekend afternoon. As we passed...Read more

Self-Care in the Time of COVID

I woke up the morning after the first presidential debate shaking off a mental dust that lingered like democratic fallout. I also woke up to a singular, throbbing thought that mirrored my slight hangover: Watching the debate was entirely not a good thing for my self-care.

Given that a return to anything that resembles normalcy seems like a ...Read more

Millenial Life: Calls to Action

My husband drives 45 minutes from our home to his business, in an unincorporated community out in the desert. He was approached to start his office there in part due to being a native Spanish speaker. He's been there for almost three years, trying to learn about the community, running toy drives and attending community meetings when he can. ...Read more

Zooming Through History

I sat in on the Zoom call because it was my son's birthday. He refused to allow his sister's obligations to stop him from building his new Lego set exactly in the doorway of the playroom she sits in for class. I needed to make sure that his squeals of enthusiasm wouldn't drown out the teacher, so I slid carefully into one of their kiddo chairs...Read more

Turns out You Can Go Home Again

As a teenager, a gleeful line I heard from my dad was that when I turned 18, it would be high time for me to move out. Looking back, I still doubt it was that much of a joke as much as it was an ingrained cultural expectation. I wonder what he'd say now to the more than half of young adults boomeranging back to live at home.

According to Pew ...Read more

Buying Into Community

The place I met my husband was a small, intimate sushi restaurant. On that first date, I had to guide him from the freeway to the restaurant, his broken English navigating not just a strange town but also my nervous foreign words.

I went to the bathroom to give myself a "Good job, girl" pep talk. We stayed until they put the chairs on the ...Read more

How to Reach These Kids

As a green card holder, my mother never voted. My father claimed that as a member of the military, he didn't particularly feel like he should vote. Thinking back, there was never much discussion about voting in my family. We lived like nomads, never tied to a place for more than three or four years. Why get involved knowing who the mayor was, ...Read more



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