Mia Tabib
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You deserve more than breadcrumbs

My grandmother sent me gingerbread cookies when I passed my Licensed Master Social Worker exam on the first try. She was the first person I told as I left the testing center, and I called her crying with relief and ecstasy. “I’m so proud of you! I’m sending you gingerbread cookies!” Sure enough, a few days later, a box of gingerbread snaps arrived at my doorstep. It was like a fairytale, except instead of a witch on a broomstick, it was my Grandmother using her Amazon Prime. I ate one, and then chewed and spat out the rest. 

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TABIB: The power of pink

As a little girl, I shied away from the shade, resenting it for its softness. Pink this, pink that — I’d much rather wear blue […]

TABIB: Beauty is as beauty loves

My favorite childhood memory was when my grandmother would open up her book of Andrew Lang’s fairytales, and read me those magic tales. “Grandmommy, can […]

TABIB: Gentleness is a force

  As any artist knows, using only harsh black and white to draw a picture renders a lifeless portrait. In order to give an object […]