Posts Tagged ‘ kids ’

1991, 1997, and then again in 2011, I’ve experienced a sudden rush of overwhelming grief. This year, though, it’s been followed by the realization that death can come unannounced to anyone, anywhere, anytime.
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India wins the Cricket World Cup after 28 years and I discover something startling about myself.
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An ode to a friendship that has crossed the line into kinship.
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As I bid adieu to 2010, I hope you’ll take the time connect or reconnect with my musings. It’s been a wonderful ride and I look forward to your company in 2011.
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A list of absolute no-no’s for new and old parents … this is not something you find in Parenting 101.
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Dedicated to the kids in my life who remind me how far I’ve come on this journey and how detached I’ve become from the simple pleasures of everyday living.
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I have slept an average of five hours since Monday. Just can’t seem to shut my brain off as easily as I flick the light switch. The clock seems to move ever so slowly, almost mocking me. I keep thinking of pleasant things in an attempt to make one of them my last one,…
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I read Robin Marantz Henig’s “What Is It About 20 somethings?” in the August 18 online edition of the New York Times Magazine with much interest. Henig reports on various studies and hypotheses, most prominently Jeffrey Jensen Arnett‘s, who calls the 20s the “stage of emerging adulthood.” Henig observes that: One-third of people in…
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When we were kids We did not have Games simulating the outdoors Indoors. ….. When we were kids We did not have Barney to entertain us So we would eat. ….. When we were kids We did not have Every facet of our life Visually cataloged. ….. When we were kids We did not…
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Daadi was the epitome of resilience, compassion, patience and devotion. Not once did she lose her composure in the six odd decades she lived on this planet. Not when she was wheeled into the intensive care unit. Not when doctors gave up on her. Not even when Daada, my stone-faced grandfather, broke down the…
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