“For years, whenever I told people about my childhood but assured them that my mother and I were now close, that I held no anger, they would ask, "How can you be so forgiving?" I always responded with this: You… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“Doing a geographic” is a term alcoholics often use for acting on the impulse to start over by moving to a new town, or… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“My mother has always loved piano music and hungered to play. When she was in her early sixties, she retired from her job as… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“Suddenly life was good, even glamorous. We were poor but didn’t know it, or maybe we did know, but we didn’t care, because my… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“Stately and commanding, the house I found on Sacramento Street, in Lower Pacific Heights, was an architectural jewel; tour buses drove down the street… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“But today I'm indifferent. And with this comes a glimmer of understanding: I can pick and choose what I absorb and what I deflect.… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“When I was five and Sarah seven, my mother went on a trip. She was gone from our home in Rochester, New York, for… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“I usually enjoy setting up a new kitchen, but this has become a joyless and highly charged task. My mother and I each have… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“That night, I take Wallerstein's book from my bedside table and re-read something she mentioned only in passing: the ambivalence that many adult children… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“It’s one thing when you plug into a socket in the wall and electrons flow,” said Bob Kahn. “It’s another thing when you have… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
“For years, whenever I told people about my childhood but assured them that my mother and I were now close, that I held no… — Katie Hafner Copy Share Image
