I left the gym near Astor Place early the evening of Thursday December 11. I'd felt bloated around my abdominal area for most of that afternoon and trying to workout wasn't making matters better.
This year, my ex asked to have the boys for dinner on the first night. Even though it wasn't his usual night, he promised to have them home for bedtime. It took a moment to register but I realized that I was no longer a necessary part of this holiday. He is now ready to take on this tradition on his own.
With all this holiday festivity, it may be hard to understand how there's room for anything but Merry; yet every year I struggle with mixed emotions. As much as I want to embrace all the cheer around me, I also feel stressed by all the preparations; I miss my family and the memories of Christmases past.
Before the birth of Christ, the world muddled along in darkness. Humanity didn't have the awareness or power to live any other way.
I don't like -- don't approve, refuse to throw myself into -- the spirit of obligatory gift-giving. In my lifetime, this has become existentially linked to a commercial orgy that has now even co-opted the ritual angle
It is the season of lights. It's that time of year when homes and cities all around the world are lit up in the spirit of Christmas. Trees and shops a...
These last days of December I had scheduled meetings and in doing so found myself reporting on this year's progress of Less Cancer. We have reached ...
As our nation increasingly becomes service oriented, we must ensure that "service" does not become synonymous with "enslaved." Instead we must adopt best practices and regulations that lift American workers. After all, a thriving working class is good for the nation's bottom line.
Why did only "Silent Night" become a century-spanning Christmas hit while Franz Gruber's other tunes, "Joyful Christmas" and "Holiest Night," land in the dustbin of history?
Since the year I turned ten, the days following Thanksgiving have marked the arrival of my personal dark season. When sun sets too early and the temperature drops, I am brought back to the last day of my father's life.
Wanting money for money's sake is bad, but needing money to maintain a certain quality of life is good. But what exactly does that mean? What is this elusive future "life"? And just what does it cost to maintain it?
How can we allow this? How are we supposed to explain to the children brought up in the west why children in other parts of the world aren't granted even the tiniest of safety?
"I am convinced that most people do not grow up... what we do is mostly grow old," said Maya Angelou. Actually, just ask actress Laura Benanti about w...
If you've never visited New York City during the holidays, put it on your list. Right now. There are few places in the world that feel as "Christmassy" as New York.
With just a few days left before Christmas, you might find yourself wondering "How did I wait this long to get my shopping done?" While year after year we vow to start our gift hunt early, we always manage to find ourselves scouring for parking spots at the mall just a few days before Santa makes his way to our rooftops. But don't worry -- you're not alone.
Remember how great Lincoln Logs and Erector sets were? It was one of the best gifts to unwrap at Christmas. They still are after half a century; you can buy them because they're such perfect ways to fuel a child's imagination.