In a few hours, my oldest will be home from his first semester at boarding school. He’s been living away from home for about three months now, minus one long weekend about six weeks ago. During that whirlwind visit, he arrived home with eight bags of dirty laundry, a big…
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Uneventful Isn’t Synonymous with Pleasant: Observations From An Anxious Flyer
Last week, I traveled (by plane) to Florida for my best friend’s son’s bar mitzvah — and hers and her husband’s, too, because neither of them had made their own as 13-year-olds and what better time to do it then when their own first-born son was making his. Pretty amazing,…