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A Case of the Human Condition: Wait for Me!

I was a tiny preschooler, pumping away on my tricycle, near tears because the big kids were leaving me behind. Today, I was a lot older — and left in the dust again.

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A Case of the Human Condition: The Trouble With Daffodils — and My Writing

The trouble with daffodils is they have no subtext. They are all cheer and sparkle and optimism. They are avatars of perky. They get on my nerves.

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A Case of the Human Condition: Four-Year-Old Girls — The Last Bastion of Pretty

Pink dresses, powder blue dresses. Dresses with nosegays, kitty cats and sunbursts. Little girls, it seems, are the last stronghold of prettiness in today’s society.

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A Case of the Human Condition: How to Overmother a Twenty-Something

Christina hadn’t called. We had dropped her at the airport hours ago. The flight to Burbank takes only seventy minutes. She should be home by now. But Jon and I still hadn’t gotten the, “I’m home. The plane didn’t crash. My roommate remembered to pick me up, and we didn’t get mugged in the garage,” phone call.

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An Case of the Human Condition: A Child Is Born — And So Is a Grandpa

My friend Jake is a man in his prime. He does triathlons, reads good books, knows all the best hiking trails and drinks nice wines. Jake has never been anybody’s rickety old grandpa — until recently, when Jake’s daughter gave birth to a baby girl.

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