Catherine Gigante-Brown

When David was about 12, he told me that he wanted to take the train to school alone. My gut reaction was, “No way in hell!” I mean, we live in a safe neighborhood and all, but David has ADHD and was easily distracted. What if he missed his stop? What if someone messed with him?

Having someone steal my cancer history and co-opt it for their first-person Facebook blog is unbelievably violating. Somehow, it feels almost as invasive as my mastectomy.

TCM (traditional Chinese medicine) has been around for at least five centuries –– there’s got to be something to it.

To the tattoo artist, I was a flesh canvas that she could transform into something beautiful.

From New York to LA, this lady knows a good story.

All bets were off after 9/11. In a twisted way, it proved to me that worry was fruitless. No one ever saw the terrorist attacks coming.

8. Educate, don’t fixate.

I dreaded putting him back on Concerta in the fall but I knew I had to. Or did I?

Although I tried to convince myself that I wasn't racist, if the truth were told, I didn't like Muslims. Especially after 9/11.

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