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Siobhan ConnallyThe Saratogian |
Why can’t we just say what we want? What we really want. We all tend to think if we did, life would be better. That’s not always the case. The...
“Wanna go out?” For a second I floundered. As I stood in the kitchen, gazing absently into a refrigerator packed to its edges with leftovers...
It was mid-afternoon on an otherwise ordinary Monday for us “work-from-homers.” But for my son, who was lounging around the house in his PJs, it...
As I listened to oral arguments in a case before the Supreme Court concerning Mifepristone, one of two drugs often used in combination, and commonly...
I had trained my camera on my husband. He had been lying in bed beside me, head propped up on a pillow while our black cat draped herself over his...
While she packs the car, I check the weather. Though it won’t change our path any, my heart is lighter knowing we won’t have to contend with snow...
In the big picture, we want to take maternal health seriously. We want to minimize harm to our nation’s pregnant and postpartum patients. And...
The conversation was heading in an awkward direction, as conversations about religion and politics often do. My mouth was ready to cast off a...
I thought about the bills I had tucked in my pocket. It was money I had considered saving … or spending on pizza. I hadn’t yet decided. I knew I...
“Did you see what I sent you?” He’s usually sitting on the couch next to me as we divide our attention between three different screens and...
The unnamed roadways on the Island De Vieques pushed northward in steep elevation along the coastline, and I pushed myself up their pockmarked...
The temperature got warmer all of a sudden. Up until that moment during the three-and-a-half-hour flight, the plane had felt drafty and frigid. I...
I know I wasn’t hallucinating. I had been under the influence of sedation, but I had concrete proof. Five years ago, after my first big milestone...
Tomorrow we will sleep in. That’s the plan, anyway. Tonight we are neither on guard nor on our best behavior. There will be at least four cheeky...
The house looks like it always does. There are mountains of clean laundry piled on chairs throughout the downstairs rooms waiting to be folded. Dishes...
Who is that woman? Her hair, frizzy and dry, was a tri-blend of color that needed … at the very least … a bit of attention. She looked vaguely...
“When you come can you bring one of the air mattresses?” An undulating college commute for the holidays – where we spend a few non-continuous...
We separated this holiday season. I took one kid and a carload of stuff. He took the dog, and the pickup truck, and a trailer with an old rusted...
The clicker isn’t working. I rattle it against my hand. Twice. Then I try again. This time it turns the television on, but it won’t change...
“You want to go to the gym?” If you are like me … you probably don’t. You’d rather curl up in your favorite chair with a cup of coffee and a...
I read with interest linguist John McWhorter’s essay on the loss of the freer-ranging childhood of his youth (NYT Opinion Nov. 2). In it he explores...
The dog pounces at the blowing leaves, testing the limits of her collar at the edge of the driveway as we wait for traffic to pass. Her nightly walk...
I drummed my fingers on the table. Tapped my foot in imperfect time with the music. My thoughts jumbled an informal to-do list until I decided to...
I’ve been thinking about “family” a lot recently. Particularly about the connections we’re born with … and the connections that fray as we...
The cats greet me every morning in the kitchen with big, toothy screeches. They show me with the skeletal ridges of the hard palate as they unhinge...
I raised my hand when the kid’s team asked for volunteers. I was eager. Confident, even, despite my limited knowledge of competitive high school...
Watervliet holds a special place in my heart. Once upon a time, I had family there. My grandmother was born in Watervliet, and my mother lived there...
So who knew phenylephrine didn’t work, raise your hands. Now take a squirt of your favorite antibacterial liquid and rub them together. A Food and...
The boy has been limping around the house for days, struggling with stretching exercises and trying to get pre-cut strips of elastic tape to adhere to...