My Mother Sends Me Pictures

My Mother cannot stop taking pictures. Some of them are better than others but all of them tell you something about who she is. We all love her and she’s the only person who seems to get a decent family photo. Today she’s in New York and sent the following message along with another photo: Your great uncle, from NY died in 1945┬áin France, just before the war ended. I know this story well because the day my Grandmother’s Brother died was the day that part of her died. Everyone …

Why I Don’t Tell My Kids “the Internet is Forever”

I speak to teens differently than speak to adults. I’m probably much more candid with teens than I’d ever be with adults in part because they’re more accepting and in part because they’re more deserving of my candor. I’ve learned more from 15 year olds than from 50 year olds in this chapter of my life. I’ve had more than a few people tell me that I’ve given misinformation in a post that I wrote last week when I said: By now, my braless teenage friend, you know that adults …