I had lunch on Sunday with four of my dear friends from college. Everybody had a baby with them: one 4.5 month old, 2 2 month olds, and 1 baby in utero 2 days overdue. I had Grace. All of these friends have older children, but on Sunday it was striking to me to look at Grace and look at the babies and see both the wide gulf and the immense...
I listened to Fix You by Coldplay on repeat yesterday morning on my commute to work. It was my second to last day in the office, and my fear of change is really taking root. As I’ve written before, I’m not good at change. I’m especially not good at endings, which feel like they’re piling up right now. I know intellectually that what lies ahead is going to be good, but...