I’ve always loved reading, ever since I picked up “Little Women” when I was 10 years old. As I grew older, books became my secret escape, taking me to places I could never have imagined. But when I had my first child, something changed. Suddenly, reading became a chore. I would try to pick up
Growing up, I didn’t see poker as a game for girls. My dad and brothers played constantly, with the sounds of them placing bets and shuffling cards always in my periphery. But they never invited me to join them. They once let me join a game of Texas Hold ‘Em without fully explaining the rules,
My grandmother is a pianist. As often happens, the pendulum swung the other way with my mother, who had no interest in taking piano lessons or forcing her children to do so. I vowed to swing the pendulum the other way with my kids, signing them up for piano lessons even though they showed no
