Many of us are or will be paying more for our children’s college education than our parents did for ours, what or who is actually responsible? By Ron Lieber
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They arrived. One after the other. In snowstorms. On holidays. From foreign countries. In succession—as inevitable it seemed as midterms and finals. By David Joseph
So many parents speak of this transition period with promise and enthusiasm. But I loved nothing more than my kids walking through the door every day at 2:35pm. By Randi Olin
College counselor and admissions expert, Sara Harberson, offers valuable insight into the nitty gritty of the application process.
My daughter is trapped inside, trying to make admissions counselors she doesn’t know fall in love with her. By Sandra A. Miller
When it was time to walk away—leaving my son there and a part of my life behind—I didn’t have any regrets. By Randi Olin
Nothing would be exactly the same again. I was inconsolable, even though the university’s family day was only a month away. By Dina Elenbogen
Writing a thoughtful letter of recommendation takes time. And odds are you aren’t the only one asking. By Jennifer Winward
Parenting isn’t like baking. The ingredients you mix together aren’t the same with each kid. By Randi Olin
I decided to stop asking Austin about his plan. I decided to stop suggesting pathways and careers to him, as if I were a marketing director of adulthood. By Ann marie Houghtailing
Coming to peace with the reality that you can’t make your kid do things is actually liberating. By William Stixrud and Ned Johnson
Decades ago, boys who lacked motivation were called late bloomers. Today, we call them underachievers. By Adam Price
I want him out in the world. But this process—the leaving process—is excruciating.
By Emily Franklin
She slid into anorexia at 16. She stopped smiling. She ignored her friends. She counted almonds.
By Amy Rumizen
I want my children to be part of a college community that is more in line with the ideologies of #Imwithher than #MAGA.
By Randi Olin
The chance to remember myself at that age, in a way that I often don’t when I wrangle with my own teens, was illuminating.
By Sarah Werthan Buttenwieser
