For a while I wrote lifestyle pieces for newspapers. It was a great way to see myself succeeding in print and to feel that Mary Tyler Moore moment--twirling in the street while "You're gonna make it after all!" is sung in the background. When this essay was published, a reader identified with it so much that she mailed me a vintage box of paper straws when she ran across them in an antique store. I was stunned. To know my words could keep floating through someone's mind was a pivotal lesson.
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