Spaghetti Brains and Family Trees: When Your Lineage Ends with You

My counselor says women's brains are like spaghetti—everything connects. While creating a tribute video for my brother's doctorate, I realized my line on the family tree ends with me.

The Birthday I Spent Crying About the Children I Don’t Have

At thirty-four, I'm officially off my timeline for motherhood. Here's what I learned about grief, biological clocks, and the difference between being broken and being a woman.