Giving Back Instead of Talking Back
Small acts, major impact
Hello, Gorgeous!
I know that I repeatedly mention the fact that this is a place for fun, not world events. But today feels heavy. Indulge me for just a minute here.
Yesterday we witnessed what happens when conversations stop and rage takes over. Today we commemorate the 24th anniversary of 9/11.
As someone who is NYC born, bred, and based, September 11th isn’t just a memory, it’s part of who I’ve become.
On September 11, 2001, my sister Kiki was heading to the Twin Towers. She was due to start a job at the NYC Mayor’s office and was finishing up some onboarding details. I was working on promotion for a book that was dropping that day: The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. In what I can only describe as sisterly intuition I called my sister and said “Don’t go into the City. Let’s play hooky and have lunch and go for a walk.”
She didn’t. We did. You all know what happened next.
This year, more than ever, it feels critical to step back from the noise and division. Instead of screaming into o…
