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I like to think of myself as this one-with-the-earth hippie type that lives for the outdoors, content only when wrist-deep…
I like to think of myself as this one-with-the-earth hippie type that lives for the outdoors, content only when wrist-deep…
Many people assume, since my mother passed away at The Cape House, that it’s a painful place for me to…
Years ago, my family spent Passover vacation at a resort in Arizona, where hundreds of Jewish families like mine came to tour the desert,…
I don’t remember meeting Esther. In my memory, she’s simply held the post of “best friend” for the duration of…
Oh, man. My husband and I are in a BIG fight right now. I won’t go into the details, because…
This morning, my three-year-old, Aryeh, presented me with an index card he’d colored with meticulous attention – and every marker…
I’ll be the first to admit it: I was a crappy student in high school. I cut class, ignored my…
As a young reader, I had two favorite writers: Judy Blume and Paula Danziger. Judy wrote about the angst, anxiety,…
It’s that time of year again, when America is called to empty their wallets in honor of Mom. In theory,…
In our small North Jersey suburb, my parents had a group of friends from synagogue, and we kids grew…