I leave the orphanage this afternoon. Five months to the day after arriving here, I’ll be heading to Delhi, flying to Southern India, and embarking on a ten-day orphanage tour with Clifton in Bangalore and Orissa. It should be an amazing experience and another eye-opening adventure,...

I’ve always loved going in the recording studio. Working with professional musicians, seeing a song come together, collaborating on melodies and harmonies and arrangement options...

Growing up, I remember seeing a black and white picture of a Latin American boy on our refrigerator. In my memory, the boy is six or seven years old and his face is expressionless. He doesn’t smile or make me sad when I open the fridge...

“Well, I’m sure it’s not all fun, all the time.” My father said this the other night on the phone. I called home, just checking in and—after listening to me gush about the amazing kids and the Summer Games and how happy I was here at...

The end of summer camp was hard for me. I remember when I was a kid, my parents made me go to a place called Camp Squanto. It was a Christian camp on a lake in New Hampshire that, at first, I had no interest in...

Every girl deserves to be treated like a princess. I’m not sure who said this—probably a Disney executive—but I like the sentiment, especially in India. In a country where girls are often discarded in favor of boys, beaten or raped without reprisals, even killed to protect...

Of all the fantastical stories we tell our children, from Santa Claus to the Easter Bunny, one of my favorites is the Tooth Fairy. If there’s an official legend surrounding this character, I’m not aware of it. Rankin & Bass never made a snappy 1970s musical...

Firsts are fun. Your first date, first car, first love, first child, first home. I remember the first time I really kissed a girl. Like: Sat-on-a-couch-for-more-than-an-hour kissing. I was in the 7th grade, dating an 8th grade girl named Shawna—which was a super big deal at the...

One summer night, on a family vacation in Cape Cod, I drew a treasure map. Logan and Jackson, maybe eight and six at the time, were asleep upstairs, and I wanted to create a bit of summer adventure for them. So I took an old piece...

Two girls are walking down the road. Their names are Neesha and Rachel and they’ve been best friends since childhood. Born just two months apart, the girls grew up together in the same village. Now, they’re on their lunch break from a local hospital, heading back...