Michelle Provorny

In the pages of a book, a photo, in dazzling color, of a nebula, filled with the brilliant white light of stars being born. They shape themselves into pillar-like figures, like the Pharaohs of Ancient Egypt, high-backed and magnificent. Compared to it, we are so miniscule; we do not even have the words to contain the vastness of it. Yet, we try. We create maps of constellations, chart by numbers, and offer names in Greek and Latin, as though we can quantify it, cage it. We close our eyes to it

Racial bias and social injustice are again at the forefront of our hearts and minds. Did your company share both a public message and an internal statement to employees? Are you continuing to explore new approaches that enhance your diversity and inclusion efforts? Ask many members of the black community and they will tell you that this time things feel different. Dialogues about inclusion, equality and bias once saved for close friends and family members are now becoming safer topics to discus

I have twin 14-year-old sons, Sam and Jack. Jack’s development is typical; Sam’s development began to shift when he was 18 months old. At the time, all the telltale signs were there but we weren’t sure how to read them: Was Sam a late bloomer? Did he need extra time to catch up to his brother? We were able to get an appointment with a neuropsychologist, and at the age of 21 months, Sam received an autism spectrum diagnosis. The doctor was able to get us into a school, where he began receiving 3