Searching for a snap shot of my past a decade ago, our family photo albums lined-up like uniformed soldiers on the shelves of our den...

In my writing studio, beneath a cloak of grief and humiliation, I shivered in jeans, a t-shirt, and a flannel. There were half a dozen...

If my marriage is going to disintegrate, we’re in the right place: limbo. Between Paris, where we spent a week with the kids for...

Ten years ago, at age thirty-nine, I stood in an eighth-grade Waldorf classroom in Minneapolis, lighting a beeswax candle. I placed my...

Thursday, December 6, 2007 was the third night of Chanukah, but I didn’t do anything that night to celebrate. I was completing my final...

It’s someone’s birthday and we’ve started the night at some Austin restaurant. We eat up and drink well before slipping away early....

I’ve never understood America’s loyalty to Thanksgiving turkey. In my experience, 90 percent of turkey served on Thanksgiving day is...

The day was a Thursday. So I traveled to New York City on an early train. Around me, conversation, newspapers, the sounds of business, I...

You make a to-do list at your kitchen table. Dave and Abigail are out and Scott sleeps like a seventeen-year-old, late on this Sunday...

It made me feel grown up to celebrate a one year anniversary with my first real boyfriend, despite the fact that I was barely fifteen. It...