The Bond I Never Expected
Film and television love to portray the Mother In Law as the impossible relationship. It is one that is always fraught with tension on screen. In reality, I was often Continue Reading →
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Music, Memories, and a Muse
On Friday, I found myself crying at the bus stop when “Daft Punk is Playing at My House” rotated into play. An odd song to trigger tears, right? But some Continue Reading →
Fieldwork
When I was quite young (maybe 5 or 6 years old), my mother took me along with some of our extended family to pick strawberries in the u-pick fields on Continue Reading →