A dozen years ago, I wrote my last column for Commonweal, “A Feminist Homemaker Confesses: Taking the Irony out of Housework.” Though someone else gave it the clever title, the sentiment lay close to my heart. At the time I was struggling with what it meant for me—a Yale Divinity School graduate schooled in feminist theology and keenly aware of gender inequality—to let my career lapse in order to become a full-time parent to my young children. Some years later...
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