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The morning after I fell, I lay in bed assessing the damage. My knees were banged up. The right one was painful and swollen. I felt for the bandage my husband had secured around my chin the night ...

I’ve been thinking about teen-agers. I have one myself now, and of course I was one once—in a different world at a different moment—and can remember the feeling. Everything was extremity. It still is.

When I was in first grade, my mom took me to JoAnn Fabrics (R.I.P.), so I could pick out the yarn that she would knit into a poncho for me. I picked a soft raspberry bundle with ombré purple trim.