In my Pilates personal training studio class – and right there you already know so much about me – my instructor, a stunning woman who clearly practices what she preaches, adorned in matching compression tights and workout top, advised us to close our…
My parents moved to a sliver of farmland in Indiana in 1974. I was four. They were 27. Within three years, when I was seven, they had crafted a greenhouse business in the middle of nowhere, from an improbable notion, and an incomprehensible…
Don’t worry, I’m not pregnant. My eggs are poached and my womb was removed a couple of years ago. No, it’s someone else: a colleague of mine’s sister. Her sister has only told my colleague, because she’s “mature” and afraid to tell anyone…