Book Review: Us by David Nicholls

If I had a list called “Books I Didn’t Think Were Good but Is Actually Really Good,” the book Us by David Nicholls would top the list (along with Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine and Crazy Rich Asians). It’s the kind of story that I would write if I were to write a book (although… Continue reading Book Review: Us by David Nicholls

Sundays with Grandma, or a tale about a toddler who accepts bribes

My mother is a devout Catholic. This fact has not changed since I was born. What has changed is the fact that I am no longer a devout Catholic. This fact, by itself, poses a threat to my mother. It’s one of the many things that we disagree about—why I don’t go to church, and… Continue reading Sundays with Grandma, or a tale about a toddler who accepts bribes

What I learned from four years in banking

Last week, I ran into someone I knew from an old job on the train. It was 7 o'clock in the morning. He was heading to work and so was I. This wouldn't have been any more common occurrence than riding the train itself, but every once in awhile I run into Paul. He and… Continue reading What I learned from four years in banking

Someday you’ll understand–and other wisdom from my mother

There is a picture of my mother and I standing in front of a cactus that sits directly in front of our house in Vietnam, next to the wrought-iron gate. I must’ve been around seven or eight years old, so this was in 1992 or 1993, several years before my family and I came to… Continue reading Someday you’ll understand–and other wisdom from my mother