tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108805712024-12-18T22:27:58.338-05:00Responsive to StimuliUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10880571.post-60816275723658408272021-05-11T13:20:00.002-04:002021-05-11T14:07:58.616-04:00Sharenting: You might not "like" the effectsFor those who came of age before the internet, the right to be forgotten was an unrecognized privilege. But now that the possibility of an analog childhood has all but been erased, the question of how to reconcile a parent’s right to share content about their children online with a child’s right to develop their own digital identity has raised the eyebrows of advocates for child privacy.Parents Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16769049703330413237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10880571.post-11689474114626014162021-05-05T13:21:00.009-04:002021-05-12T15:15:20.801-04:00Productivity hacks for working from home Get out of your pajamas and into an actual outfit, but nothing with a zipper, button or collar.
Turn on the TV, sit in front of it with your laptop and all your resources and apps open. Write one sentence per hour. Panic after 4 hours, wondering why you only have a paragraph’s worth of work.
Take regular breaks -- a quick walk around the block, work out, throw a load of laundry in while Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16769049703330413237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10880571.post-68869860361492880702021-05-05T13:06:00.014-04:002021-05-11T14:18:00.485-04:00Soda costs extra, but they'd never know itBeing a first generation child who then becomes a parent is an interesting experience. It makes you particularly reflective about your own upbringing, mostly because as a child of immigrants, life can be pretty frugal and focused on making sure your life will never be as terrible as your parents’ life in the motherland, and quite frankly, as an “other” in the US. That manifests into the Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16769049703330413237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10880571.post-2224850031005251922020-12-22T15:43:00.003-05:002020-12-22T15:56:19.939-05:00A grief not of my own A very good friend's father recently passed away. This was the first time any of our inner circle of friends experienced a loss of a parent. We helped in the tangible ways we knew how: Texting/calling for updates, meal trains, gift cards, engaging our network of medical professionals. They were all deeply appreciated. We couldn't treat his illness, but we could solve for the consequential Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16769049703330413237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10880571.post-58653020177762524022020-12-21T11:28:00.011-05:002021-05-11T16:11:40.478-04:00A relationship must-have My husband and I have been married for several years. We once asked each other what we thought was the most important trait to look for in a partner. We both agreed it's self-awareness. If we had asked ourselves this question in our 20's, we likely would've answered with a litany of features as if buying an iPhone or winter jacket. Even though dating apps have made filtering for a partner Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16769049703330413237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10880571.post-91589390192558055092020-12-21T11:19:00.007-05:002021-05-05T13:27:37.650-04:00A mote of dust“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16769049703330413237noreply@blogger.com0