Our Culture Killed Happily Ever After — and I Hate It
It first struck me when my mother and I went to see “Mamma Mia” on Broadway with my mother just after I was married. If…
It first struck me when my mother and I went to see “Mamma Mia” on Broadway with my mother just after I was married. If…
A Facebook memory popped up today with a picture taken eight years ago that got me thinking. In it, two freshly-made chocolate martinis with their…
It didn't start with our generation, but it needs to end here: Let's stop publicly grumbling about how hard it is to be a mother.…
My father died two years ago this month. He used to say -- tongue in cheek -- that he was the greatest father since St.…
Though I'm not in any imminent danger of dying (to my knowledge), I've given lots of thought to my death and my final sendoff. This…
Just because I do it doesn’t mean I don’t know it: Collecting vintage bakeware is a weird hobby. It’s an odd thing to buy people’s…
Back when I was a mouthy teenager, I’d sometimes punctuate my angsty, angry diatribes with “I hate you!” to whichever parent was challenging me at…
Soon we’ll be coming up on the fifth anniversary of the Worst Day of Our Lives. It was the day that my son’s hellish ordeal…
While catching up on all the healthcare appointments I missed because of the pandemic, I find myself having to inform my providers before every test…
It may surprise you to learn that for all my traditional values, I don’t believe women are the "weaker sex" – but let me explain.…