A love song

To the moms who rock and sway and dance their babies to sleep. Who swaddle and sing and stroke brand new skin through half closed eyes only to rise for 6am toddlers.  To the dads who strap their kids to their backs and walk the afternoon sunshine while mommy naps. To...

The one where I blame math. Again.

Math and I have never been close. English literature and I? Bosom buddies. But Math – not so much. In my third year of law school I took a class called “Trusts & Estates.” Yes, it was just as thrilling as it sounds. We had to work out what...