Here it is once again, like clockwork: that time of the semester when it all piles up–the papers, the deadlines, the meetings, the kids’ recital, the conferences…. And here you are once again, barely keeping your head above water, with your out of control to-do lists, working 24-7 with no hope of catching up, barking at your kids or your partner, overwhelmed,…
My 8-year old daughter is going through a phase of feeling embarrassed by what her loved ones do…which led to my dressing up as a vampire for Halloween, in the ONE costume she said would not embarrass her too much. I hated the costume, and I spent much of the day on Halloween, mentally going back and forth between my desire to please…
Like many others, I find Erin Bertram’s essay “The sublimated Grief of the Left Behind” poignant. Although I am not sure that it was entirely her intention, her essay invites us to see what we too rarely acknowledge, let alone allow ourselves to feel: the grieving that comes when we let go of a career that has shaped who we are, and for…