Black lives matter. All lives do. I don't celebrate Christmas. It's not an either or proposition, but I will celebrate Kwanzaa this year as I have for the last 25 years.
Parents keep a variety of secrets in an effort to protect their teens but it is my strong belief that teens are old enough and mature enough to hear the real family stories. And, perhaps telling family truths is yet another unwrapped gift that you can give your kids for Christmas.
Something is deeply awry in our nation with the world's biggest economy that lets its children be the poorest group and the younger they are the poorer they are during their years of greatest brain development. The Prince of Peace is mocked as we let a child be injured or killed by guns every thirty minutes.
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.
In honor of Hanukkah 5775, I have created a list of eight heroines who have come to our attention since last Hanukkah, women who dream of an ideal world, but who face the harsh reality before them and create change.
"Do you have a Chanukah Bush?" No. I only know a few Bush's -- two were presidents and one burned next to Moses.
The holiday season is a special time of year. Families, friends and even strangers share memories of their past along with expectations and dreams f...
When your schedule is packed to the gills, having a few quick recipes to rely on can be a life saver.
This Christmas, it's a hormone-filled holiday, thanks to our old friends perimenopause and menopause. Pour yourself a cup of spiked eggnog and sing along with me.
I recently received a holiday mailing from an old friend. In it, he bemoaned the sorry state of affairs that our country is in, and focused his upset on the emptiness of the celebrations of both Christmas and Hanukkah.
We live in extreme times when tragedies abound and even a comic movie can provoke terrorist threats. On one hand, everyone is interconnected through t...
They look at you, these women, as you unwrap what they've given because they know your actual reaction will be evident in your facial expression even as your mouth is forming the words "Oh! How wonderful!"
Jews throughout history have devised clever ways to horn in on the Christmas holiday. They have created their own traditions that usually involve going to the movies and/or eating Chinese food. They get trees and festoon them with blue ornaments and call them Hanukkah bushes.
Do you remember when you were 5 years old and you thought Christmas only came once in a lifetime, because it took so long to come again? Why did I have to wait so long? Those 364 days were endless. Now decades later, Christmas comes like an avalanche.
Rabbi Katy Allen teaches that Hanukkah is a time to rededicate ourselves to the holy and hard work of responding to climate change. She writes that we "increase our holiness by rededicating ourselves to reducing our carbon footprint."