Dad

No one should ever be thankful for cancer, but I can say that I’m thankful for what it showed us.

How My Father's Cancer Made My Life Better

Cancer isn't fun or fair, but at the end of the day, life — even a cancer-stricken one — was better because we were in it together.

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I felt a strong need to rise to challenges, because I knew that my dad would expect nothing less from me. Image: Thinkstock.

My Dad Wouldn't Call Himself A Feminist, But I Would.

“Feminism” wasn’t a word I heard much growing up. When I did hear it, I equated it with a historical event, not a work in progress. I thought first-wave feminism was a one-and-done deal, and that all the work necessary for women’s equality had already been accomplished.

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me and dad, circa 1979

5 Things Friday: Sage (And Occasionally Odd) Advice From My Father

"Never have sex with a virgin." Which incidentally I did, not once, but twice.

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