On a frigid Tuesday morning in January 2009, I nestled myself into a mauve, medical-grade PVC recliner on the eight floor of a New York City medical building. I was told I’d be there for several hours so I’d brought a book, some snacks and my spiral-bound address book which was a mess and in … Continue reading The Best Way to Deal With the Present? Make Plans For the Future
The Mom Who Knew Too Much 