Normally for my birthday, I record an entry in my digital journal. A habit whose name in shorthand is, 'Birthday Journal.' Just a diary entry designed to note and provide my mental temperature for future me, who will be re-reading Birthday Journal entries to revisit, to reminisce, to relive.
And I intend to continue with the tradition but I also decided to do something else this year.
I am feeling particular vulnerable this birthday and so I am reaching for my security blanket -- writing. The writing I've managed to produce AND publish. It's a selfish exercise -- safely indulged perhaps only on one's birthday or death bed, and not sure about the former -- but perhaps it could shed a bit of light for those similarly vulnerable this year for any kind of reason.
So here are bits of of my own writing that fill me with pride, and which are not behind a paywall that I can't scale (the links to the pieces for The New York Times are gift articles):
About motherhood (The New York Times):
About issues of great personal interest, including our Down Syndrome friends (NYT):
About grief (Brevity):
https://themillions.com/2023/01/the-books-that-made-my-father.html
About the glorious 1980s!!! (CNN)
https://www.cnn.com/2024/06/13/entertainment/brat-pack-documentary-mccarthy-cec/index.html
About dogs! (namely Caramel!)
https://brevity.wordpress.com/2020/11/25/the-dog-journal/
About language and its intoxicating ways (The Millions):
https://themillions.com/2023/11/the-quiet-exhilaration-of-reading-in-italian.html
Thank you all for your support!
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