Philanthropy

December 29, 2013
When I die, I think I'll go to med school

"Do you think we will be able to have more children in heaven?" I ask Tim one afternoon. The idea of a house full of rosy cheeks and dimpled fingers appeals to me, kids running in all directions. Gifts from above. But I hesitate. If we have another child here, I'll have to surrender a […]

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April 17, 2013
4.09 miles for Boston

The clock said 4:09 when the explosives went off. This afternoon, in solidarity with other runners from around the country, I laced up my shoes and ran 4.09 miles. I ran for Martin, an 8-year-old boy who wanted people to stop hurting each other, who dreamed of world peace. I ran for Krystle, a 29-year-old […]

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November 21, 2012
How to Help A Couple After Infant Loss

How to Help is a series of thoughtful and practical reader submissions. If you would like to submit a “How to Help” post for consideration, please contact me. This guest post is by Erin Adams. We look at each other.  Tired eyes. Tremendous love and sorrow mingling together. We both somehow know it is time. We ring […]

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November 21, 2012
For Rhonda B

"I'm scared," I murmur again, leaning over the cream bath tub, eyes closed. My lips are red. My hair is damp, curls against my forehead. My hazel eyes open momentarily, but the room is a haze - blurry wooden bedpost, blurry faces. The contraction comes and I grab hold of two hands - one is […]

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October 17, 2012
Honored to be part of the Global Team of 200

I am pleased to let you know that I have been selected as a member of the Global Team of 200. Here's a quote from my personal statement, which is being featured today (click on the link above to see the full transcript): "My goal is the same both on and offline: to love my […]

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October 11, 2012
How to Help A Pregnant Teen

How to Help is a series of thoughtful and practical reader submissions. If you would like to submit a "How to Help" post for consideration, please contact me. This guest post is by Darcie Maranich. What I most remember about being sixteen and pregnant is the wayward looks from strangers.  I remember the downcast eyes or […]

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