I wasn’t always cool with being an introverted parent. I wanted to be one of those moms who thrived among children—the mom who’s always on, always available emotionally; the mom who invites all the neighborhood kids over for snacks every day. But that’s just not me. I love my kids, but there’s a reason I’m always suggesting we play hide-and-seek. (There’s something about a dark closet…)I viewed my introversion as a parental liability, a flaw I had to overcome. Lately, though, I’ve been . . .

He's conservative. I'm liberal. And we are trying to have a civil discussion about the election. My friend Paul Martin and I are talking about Istanbul, Brexit, and how we think each candidate will fare with our multicultural climate. . . .

He's conservative. I'm liberal. And we are trying to have a civil discussion about the election. My friend Paul Martin and I are talking about the allegiance between evangelical Christians and the Republican party, and the seemingly odd support that Trump is getting from conservative religious leaders. . . .

Keeping my closets organized has been a constant struggle for me. We live in a house built in the 1950s, which means that my closets are minuscule. I also have a habit of collecting clothing. It's my one big shopping issue. I do Stitch Fix and Trunk Club, and I am constantly perusing the sale racks at Target and Old Navy online. I bring in more clothing then I give away, and my closets are often bursting at the seams. This is a bit mortifying to admit, but I am also the person who has items . . .