How to have a meaningful discussion about eliminating poverty

How to have a meaningful discussion about eliminating poverty

A meaningful discussion of how to eradicate poverty can’t occur without a courageous conversation about race and racism. Last week, the Robin Hood Foundation brought together leaders from government, eduction, the non-profit sector, and the media to be part of a frank discussion about poverty at their (virtual) No City Limits Conference, which did just that.

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Pandemic Week 46: Mastering the morning routine

Pandemic Week 46: Mastering the morning routine

Not everyone needs three hours to get ready in the morning. The alarm goes off and some people, quickly armed with a cup of coffee and a danish, can start their day. For some, 30 minutes is all that lies between the sound of the alarm and sitting in the home office ready to tackle the day. I need more than that. A lot more. 

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My wish for the New Year

My wish for the New Year

The late evening – early morning actually – was crisp and clear. Above me I could see what seemed like a million stars. Being careful not to misstep as I bent my neck as far as it would go, I took in as much of the night sky as possible, while the dog six feet from me on a leash in my right hand pulled me steadily forward.

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A different December

A different December

December looks a little different this year. Our neighborhoods are still adorned with lights, our living rooms with decorations that reflect holidays past. But we all know this December is vastly different. If we’re not taking risks, we’ve planned intimate gatherings at home with our immediate family. Maybe others will join on Zoom. How many even knew what Zoom was last year?

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Managing ADHD in my 50s. Anyone else?

Managing ADHD in my 50s. Anyone else?

“Just diagnosed with ADHD at (almost) 54! Anyone else?”

That was what I posted in a FaceBook group of middle-aged women in March 2019. It got 333 responses. 

I have ADHD. It’s something I’ve dealt with my entire life although I never knew what my problem was and it didn’t even become a diagnosis recognized by mental health professionals until I was in college. I only decided to confirm it when my daughter was being tested almost two years ago. She too, should have been tested much sooner.

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