Faith Gong
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Faith Gong: Back to all that
Our columnist spent the majority of her 20s in Manhattan. Years after leaving she returned recently with a 14-year-old daughter to revisit old stomping grounds.
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Faith Gong: The Show Must Go On
In the week leading up to the play — a grueling week in which regular classes were largely suspended in favor of rehearsals — students started dropping like…
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Faith Gong: Tuesdays with Beth
As a young mother who often felt in over my head and struggled with whether my small daily efforts mattered, Beth gave me the invaluable gift of letting…
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Faith Gong: The Year the Music Died… and How it Was Reborn
It will probably not surprise you to learn that 2012-2013 – the year the music died — was the year our family got a puppy and the year…
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Faith Gong: Parenting teens and saving the planet
One of the best parts of parenting my teenagers is discussing the world’s problems and how to solve them.
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Faith Gong: Call of the wild
It just so happens that I’ve been thinking about loud noises quite a bit lately, because we’re trying to teach our two-year-old son to stop screaming at the…
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Faith Gong: January in four scenes
During our family’s early years in Vermont, my friend Deborah warned me that January was the coldest month. “There’s usually one week every January when the temperature never…
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Faith Gong: Are We All ‘Home Alone’?
Thirty years after its release, Home Alone now feels like a prophetic clarion call about where our society was headed. And instead of listening, we laughed and called…
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Faith Gong: Enter video games
I am writing this column on the afternoon of the day after Christmas, while the rest of my family are playing video games out in the yurt.
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Faith Gong: The gingerbread house
Like most pivotal events, it started with a simple question: “Mommy, are they doing the gingerbread houses again?”
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Faith Gong: The first snow (a sort of Thanksgiving)
On Thanksgiving morning, we learned that our entire family had been close contacts with someone who tested positive for COVID-19. Our three youngest children, all only partially vaccinated…
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Faith Gong: Reflections on a starling murmuration
How and why were so many individual birds moving as one? I didn’t recall seeing these starling swarms in past autumns: Was this something new, or something I’d…
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Faith Gong: Navigating the corn maze tradition
I’ll be honest: Sometimes I feel like I’m a hostage to our traditions.
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Faith Gong: Dispatch from the field hockey sidelines
Field hockey season ended yesterday. Cue: Angel choirs, rainbows and unicorns, my husband and I holding hands and skipping towards the sunset through a field of wildflowers.
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Faith Gong: The grace of decorative gourds
Sometime in August, as I was beginning to concede defeat, I noticed that a second, unofficial garden had sprung up without my noticing: This one was sprouting out…
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Faith Gong: Lake Willoughby, Part 2: Sharing Stories With Tom
In my most recent column, I began writing about the weekend getaway my husband and I – and our 22-month-old son – took to Lake Willoughby in Vermont’s…