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      When I got my ears pierced at thirteen, I was excited. My parents had bought me earrings in Paris (!!!!) and I was so ready to wear them. Now, at the time, I had an undiagnosed collagen disorder that, among other things, causes abnormal scar tissue growth. My ears were pierced, I did the wash and turn the earrings thing three times a day… but then suddenly, I couldn’t turn them anymore. And I couldn’t turn them. I eventually asked my grandma for help. She used FREAKING NEEDLE-NOSE PLIERS TO TEAR THE EARRINGS OUT OF MY EARS. Why? My scar tissue had caused my ear to just absorb and grow around the stud. My studs were covered in bits of ear. It was so gross. I somehow managed to keep from getting infected and my ears are more or less fine today. I still wear earrings, but there’s some gnarly scars around the piercing sites.

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      You know how, in My Big Fat Greek Wedding, the family is all about windex? Well, my family’s windex is vitamin A D ointment. It’s a cure-all. Chapped, dry lips? A D ointment cures them overnight and your lips will be buttery soft for days. Dry skin? A D makes your skin glow. Cuts, minor burns, rashes, bad zits, or abrasions marring your look? A D ointment keeps ‘em safe and heals ‘em quick. Your cuticles looking dry and sad? Rub in some A D, and they’ll be soft, smooth, and healthy again. Chub rub? A D makes your thighs glide smoothly and heals those nasty chafes. Magical product.

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      My grandparents met in college, when they were out on dates with other people. It was love at first dance. My grandma was from a family that pushed her to be her best and discouraged her from marrying, as they felt that her incredible artistic talents and dreams of travel would stagnate if she married someone from their community. Nobody ever dreamed that she’d fall for an immigrant kid like my grandpa. And oh, his family was not happy at all, either. Their boy, marrying someone who wasn’t Russian Orthodox? Why, they’d be miserable and poor, for sure. Faced with all this opposition, and with neither party allowed in the other’s family house… they ran away and eloped. Since then, it’s been almost 60 years, and the two are globetrotters extraordinaire with more life experiences than I could ever hope for. They spent years living in Bulgaria with the Peace Corps, they travelled South America for a year and central America for a year and China for two years, been to every continent at least once, seen art shows and fashion shows and operas and plays at the Globe. They just finished a backpacking trek through Russia a few months ago. They’re active hikers, avid members of local organizations, and hopelessly in love. They still turn on old swing music and dance in their kitchen sometimes. When my grandmother’s mother died about ten years ago, she finally told her that she made a good choice in my grandfather. I think she might have been right. <3

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      My parents met on Valentine’s Day. My poor dad had just had to turn down a girl who had asked him out, so he went to his class that evening very dejected, cause the girl had been a good friend. My mom, ever the social butterfly, saw this sad looking guy in her class, and, after it was done, asked him to go grab an ice cream with her and her friends. My dad says now that she was the prettiest, smartest girl that he had ever seen. They began talking that night, within two weeks they were dating— their first date was to a homeless shelter, where my dad took all his dates, because he has a passion for helping people and wanted to be sure that any girl he dated could handle it. They really clicked, cause they were married less than a year later. They just celebrated their twenty-fifth anniversary and are still head over heels for each other… as evidenced by their eleven children. This is from their anniversary photoshoot with all their kids. They are literal #goals.

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