Articles tagged: Family


Voices

Even as memory fades, joy remains

The problem is, people seem to think that for our family to be happy, we must have the experiences a typical family would have. But the reality is, my grandmother’s dementia isn’t going anywhere. It’s an illness that will only continue to get worse, and as a family we are limited by our responsibility to her. But that doesn’t mean we don’t find joy. Our joy simply deviates from the norm. It exists despite the coexistence of hardship.

Opinion

Carrying On: Climb On

There are moments when your life depends on a single foot. As I traverse the snowy upper slopes of Colorado’s Mount Harvard at 14,400 feet in elevation, the stakes are... Read more

Opinion

From Friends to Family

When Netflix users logged in on January 1, they noticed something missing. The show Friends had left after a five-year run. In those five years, it had garnered a whole... Read more

Opinion

Drawing from Dad

Underneath the signature honking nose of each man in my family is a resolute, standalone moustache. There is no beard, no soul patch, just pure ’stache. None of us look... Read more

Opinion

What Does the Voice Mean to You?

One of these other Carrying On’s will say that this magazine is a family. That it has no application. That it welcomes everyone, regardless of experience. These statements are wonderful... Read more

Carrying On

Carrying On: Selective Memories on Thanksgiving

“Our smallest Thanksgiving yet.” My dad’s gaze fell from the webcam, and my stomach dropped along with it, sunk by guilt. A hemisphere away, my chair would be one of... Read more

Opinion

When Home Is Hard to Define

Up until I left for Georgetown, it was simple to define “home.” Home was the house in Los Angeles where grew up. It was the place where I learned to... Read more

Carrying On

Carrying On: My Grandfather’s God

The last time I ever saw my grandfather was June 21, 2015. On that day, Father’s Day, he and I sat in his bedroom, which overlooked the lush, if overgrown,... Read more

Opinion

The Monster Under the Bed

A little more than a year ago today, as I sat vigilantly at my post at Reynolds carrying out my oath as a student guard (the few, the proud) to... Read more