Articles in Family Relations
My mother. What can be said about my mother?
She is a lovely woman who I care very much about. Really, I do. Promise. She is the epitome of Jewish mother, gleefully listing her favorite hobbies as …
Lately, my favorite sister (yeah, she’s the only one … SO WHAT) has been feeling a little blue. Things just aren’t going right for Miss Rachel.
Perhaps it’s this sweater:
I hate that goddamn sweater.
So I did what …
I have so much to say to you and so many questions to ask. If I happen to ramble on, it’s only because my head is overflowing with words I’ve been holding in for so …
…and other tales of childhood neglect.
Part 2.
My sister and I were not close when we were younger. When I say “not close,” I mean it in the way the Israelis and Palestinians are “not close.” …
I was born to be an asshole. I’ve been walking around this planet for twenty six years and this statement could be my ultimate truth. Stamp it on my tombstone. I never did well in …
Ever since I could remember, Chuck could fix anything; Whether it was a hard drive, or a 4-wheel-drive. My dad is a big plate of mad scientist sprinkled with architect and a hint of Dadaism. …
…and other tales of childhood neglect.
Part 1.
When I was growing up, my mother insisted that school was not a fashion show. Apparently, school was an English equestrian competition because those stirrup pants were pretty …
