A common reaction I get to people finding out that I’m a type 1 diabetic is a nodding of their heads and comments about how their grandparents share my ailment. I smile knowingly, often underpinning the significance of this disease ...
For duck you say “antis.” Quack! My earliest memories were spent with my grandma, or my Močiutė. For several years she lived in a vacant room in our basement after emigrating from Lithuania, and that made her my babysitter during ...
A Note From The Writer: Identity. It’s at the forefront of who we are and what we do. Yet, when someone asks about my identity, I often just give them a funny look. It’s not that the question of my ...