Every birthday is an opportunity to reflect and be grateful.
We seem to be living in a world of increasing indifference and selfishness.
I was shocked to discover how much I care about what people say about me on Facebook.
The stranger who yelled at my husband and the perils of misjudging others.
How to inject meaning and purpose in your holiday while shopping and cooking.
This Rosh Hashanah, I’m working on overcoming my worry and genuinely trusting the Almighty.
Don’t sell yourself short. Going to that wedding or shiva house does make a real difference.
God, my son’s Israeli commander and preparing for Rosh Hashanah.
If it’s not going to appear on my tombstone, it’s not going to appear on my bucket list.
Taken out for dinner by friends, what would you do if your child ordered a very expensive bottle of wine?
Eating at a restaurant of staying at a hotel does not entitle us to take their bathroom fixtures.
Holding on to our sense of curiosity and awe, because it opens our minds and links us to the Almighty.
My recent trip to London gave me a glimmer of understanding of what the monarchy means.
A recent Shabbos experience in Europe reminded how privileged it is to be a part of the Jewish nation.
It’s hard to imagine that it was once considered undignified to talk about food. Maybe we are missing something.
Embracing the uncomfortable realization that we are never fully in control.
Whether it’s who I know, what I know or what I’ve accomplished – just tell me I matter.
With all its inherent pain, most couples do not treat divorce cavalierly.
What are we teaching our kids when parents are screaming and cursing during a soccer match?
If we will really invest, we will come to care – about anything.
I don’t long for the days of pogroms and poverty. But I do miss not having all my kids and grandkids living nearby.
If ever there were a time for zeal and over-preparation, Passover is it.
There are people in need at every place, at any time, and we can’t ignore them.
Three timely lessons about kindness, taught by Uber drivers (really).
We may not be able to control our instinctive response but we can prevent it from coming to fruition.
There is a point where we are too busy trying out the Peanut Butter Chocolate Pretzel hamantashen that we forget the purpose of the holiday.
There is always something or someone over my head.
Jealousy is when we count someone else’s blessings instead of our own.
A group of friends went on vacation without me and their numerous Facebook photos are getting to me.
Instead of accusations and anger, my friend performed an astounding act of selflessness and strength.
Why am I the only person in our home who does this?
We are admonished to be extra sensitive to and solicitous of widows. But are we?
We need to teach our kids that self-worth is internally generated.
The focus on sales and consumption is eroding the meaning of Thanksgiving.