Essays

Police intervened when my 13-year old son with autism hugged a Target employee.

The Cold of Winter

Feeling isolated and overwhelmed, I finally find a connection in, of all places, Costco. 

Ain’t Too Proud to Sing:

Claiming Black Space on the Great White Way

When a white man shushed my mother at a predominantly black Broadway musical, I had to teach him some things.

What Matters to Me Now and Why

A Stanford GSB alumna revisits her original admissions essay and reflects on how her worldview has changed in the years since.

What Color Is Your Princess?

I didn’t care that my son wanted to be a princess. I just didn’t want him to be a white one.

Burned

In search of celebration and inner peace on my birthday, I accidentally light my hair on fire.

Forward After the Election

After the 2016 election results came in, I knew I had to move forward, mentally and physically.

We Wear Blue for Autism, But Is the Color Really White?

That day we faced racism while celebrating autism.