Our history as a family was gone. A vanished empire, with only three orphans left to witness that it had ever been.
Before me was a fully sentient person who for four years had been silent, pinned down inside the ruins of her body.
Even the terrifying enlightenment bestowed by Shigeko couldn't teach me that we're most human when we're most divine.
On a bus in Jerusalem, all eyes followed the girl who suddenly broke down and cried.
My parents succeeded in creating a wonderful Christmas - yet inside me something was amiss.
How can we get free of the petty tyrannies of our own female vanity?
Something was missing, which turned out to be myself
It's no accident that we should be repeatedly compelled to explain our presence, to have to figure out what we're doing here.
Why did our family, like American Jewish families everywhere, recognize Passover as the one thing we would never forget?
What is the film "March of the Penguins" really about? A penguin speaks out.
The metamorphosis of Ahuvah Gray, a black American who was once a Christian minister and is now an Orthodox Jew.
Gone are Iran, and Gaza, and Syria. All out of sight, out of mind, for one night and one day.
I've carried an idea of him in my mind. Who, for him, was the young girl with scorn in her eyes?
It wasn't really a bomb, don't worry. You are safe. We were safe. Then we laughed.
When the doctor delivered the news, we were abashed and afraid. How much time did we have?
I wished that somehow they had known how to make me feel included, that cold and rainy Sukkot night, rather than ostracized.
The world is divided into two kinds of people: those who fear getting older and those who do not.
An evening's encounter with a handicapped couple overturns misconceptions that have crippled one woman over a lifetime.
Raising happy children sometimes depends only on a kind word and a moment's extra attention.
Death has never been an infrequent occurrence. But I wasn't in the know.
We were in an old world together, that's for sure, but not the one they expected.
I was a Jewish kid who didn't know what it meant to be Jewish, who was painfully, earnestly trying to fit in by concealing the Jewishness I knew nothing about.
Anger, which can work so powerfully against happiness, is the very tool we've been given to get a handle on our invisible, elusive inner selves.