A Light-Hearted Love Letter to the End of Useless Traditions Some families pass down heirlooms. Some pass down recipes. And some— bless their hearts —pass down Olympic-level silence, awkward emotional constipation, and traditions so outdated they should honestly come with a museum brochure. Look, every family has something . Maybe it’s the rule that you don’t talk about feelings unless someone is actively on fire. Maybe it’s the tradition of shutting down real conversations w

... Their Parents Are Basically Running on Dial-Up There comes a time in every adult child’s life when you take one long, contemplative sip of your iced coffee, stare into the middle distance, and think: “Wow. My parents… have absolutely no idea what is happening on this planet.” It’s like watching someone confidently give directions in a city that hasn’t existed since the 1980s. They mean well. They’re adorable. But they will get you lost, possibly arrested, and definitely t

A Letter to the Parents Who Provided Everything Except Themselves Mom, Dad — you’re in your 70s, so you’ve earned the right to honesty, so here’s mine: You were strong. You were reliable. You got up every day and handled what needed handling. You kept the house running. You made sure we survived. And that matters. More than you gave yourselves credit for. But I also need to say this: Providing isn’t the same as participating. Being present in the room isn’t the same as being

The Eternal Ego Loop of Parental Wisdom Introduction: A Lesson in Irony Ah, parents. The bringers of life, the holders of family secrets,...

When the Desire for What Was Missed Keeps Us From Growing Up Introduction Childhood is often painted in soft pastels—a time of innocence,...

The Ultimate Identity Check Becoming a parent is less of a milestone and more of a metamorphosis—one that turns even the most...