Different, not broken

I broke the sacred Pact of Daughters. I let my mother run out of Equal.

That is the funny half. Here’s the other half.

My mother lives two blocks away, alone. She falls. I don’t let her drive. Her home health company didn’t show up for ten days and neither of them thought to tell me.

On Saturday she sent me to voicemail.

At four in the morning, my hus...

My mother has had a serious health issue for six months.

Nobody treated it.

It was in her chart. Six studies confirmed it. Ten doctors saw her this year, and every one of them told her to lose weight.

Here’s the thing. She wasn’t eating. Not “eating less” — not eating, for days at a time, and still gaining weight in places she had never gained weight before....

The CEO said something shitty to me at 8:00 in the morning and I resigned by 8:30. There was no plan. There was no thought process. There was just a body that physically could not do it for one more day.

So I called a family member. Someone who owns a business, has owned one for years, who understands small business, who had let me call and cry through every terrible mo...

I woke up in the middle of the night, checked my phone, and read that Lindsey Graham died. My brain, naturally, read it as Mitch McConnell — because who among us can tell them apart — and from there the whole weekend was just political whiplash.

This one is a tour of the chaos of this timeline. A senator had been missing for almost a month. They said he was "working rem...

I keep getting thanked by restaurant staff. Not for tipping well. For not screaming at them.

Hi, I'm Lauren Howard (you can call me L2) and this is my podcast Different, Not Broken - whi...