In partnership with Workman Publishing. While attending a group dinner last night full of NYC editors, we all went around the family-style dinner table and shared what meal we remembered from our childhood that really defined us growing up. It was very interesting to hear such variety – from moms who only cooked take-out, to those who suffered through their moms’ horribly plain 80s-dieting phase to those parents (yes, dads, too!) who really… Keep Reading

The other day we were back home in the middle of farming fields at the church for my father’s funeral, and my son saw me start to tear up while standing up front to greet people. He immediately came up to me with a box of tissues and said, “Don’t cry, Mommy.” I thought it was the sweetest thing – until I saw him walk around and offer every single person… Keep Reading

As a type-A personality, I love to plan and prepare and organize. Figuring out life is like a challenging and fun Tetris game that amuses me, but there are still some things in life you just can’t plan for – like losing a parent unexpectedly. I’ve had a flood of emotions and memories from my childhood, some good, some bad, but all bittersweet. You can’t help to feel the guilt… Keep Reading