After 22 days of working non-stop (for three weekends in a row, I attended conferences every Saturday, every Sunday) I thought it was time for a break. I took  a day off. I called it a Mental Health Day and I didn’t go to work. What a [...]

This essay first appeared in Commonweal Magazine. Last week I held a writing workshop for some of my young colleagues in the Foundation. Although fluent in spoken English, they struggle to get their thoughts and ideas on paper. One reason they [...]

I saw this woman at a conference in Delhi last weekend. I was pretty sure I knew her, but I couldn’t be positive. She looked so familiar, yet something was different. I took her photo (I was photographing everyone, so it wasn’t that [...]

If you could go back to the day you got the diagnosis about your child, what would you tell yourself? What rules would you give yourself to live by? What do you know now that you wish you’d known then?  A letter to my younger self – 25 [...]

Building a fire last night, I got an infinitesimally tiny splinter in my right hand. By morning it was swollen and red. I removed it awkwardly using my left hand to ply the needle. I could not BELIEVE that something so small could cause so much [...]

Today I did a writing workshop for a small group of the Foundation’s staff. They were eager and engaged students and the session flew by. We discussed grammar, spelling and punctuation; the importance of clarity and brevity and the urgent [...]

When my parents were my age (I am 56), they bought sympathy cards in bulk. Every time I visited them, they had either just gone to a funeral or were just about to go to a wake. It seemed as if everyone they knew was dying. I feel as if I have [...]