On a gusty November night, the vanguard of Egyptian journalism and activism convenes upon a roof overlooking the River Nile to commemorate the genocide of Native Americans.
Marc and I returned to the shambles of our kitchen. No one knew that Mickey had had a seizure. Our guests were consumed with their own family theatrics, oblivious to our family drama. Here we were, in the bosom of family, on our favorite holiday of the year.
Two weeks ago we celebrated Thanksgiving in the United States. Leading up to Thanksgiving I saw a lot of social chatter about what people were thankfu...
What if for any number of reasons -- geography, the high cost of holiday travels, rifts -- you aren't with relatives? And what if you don't have a partner or you're not able to spend the holidays with him or her? Are you doomed to misery? Hogwash! There are lots of ways to enjoy the holidays on your own or with friends.
The intersection of religion and social media came to a beautiful crescendo this year wi...
Pickup was uneventful as the children got in the car chatting away about a child who was sent to detention for calling a teacher mean. It was a typical day until "it" happened.
How is it possible that so much time has passed that I am watching my child have the same experience, one which is still so clear in my own mind?
How did he do it? How did he see stars instead of bars while in prison? Apartheid, suffering, and twenty-seven years of imprisonment did not stop him from leading a nation through a process of truth and reconciliation.
"This gentleman bought your drink." He looks supremely confused. The wiring that had allowed him to throw mental daggers at me just a moment prior is short-circuiting.
As we get older, we often find less is more. We may not decorate the house to the extent we did when the children were younger. And if the tree isn't decorated quite the way it always was, so be it.
So this Thanksgiving was kind of weird. My ex husband decided to start a new tradition, whereby each child has to bring a dish. Wow. Couldn't he have started that like 10 years ago, when I was cooking dinner for 20?
We're eating Manischewitz-brined turkey with latkes, 11 of us, lighting candles for Hannukah in a mishmash of celebration. There's my father and mother, friends for more than 50 years. My mom's two ex-girlfriends are also here, these women who have known me, and loved me, for decades.
Those whose birthdays compete with Christmas deserve their full moment in the sun... uh... snow.
While establishing a gratitude practice requires intention and persistence, it is relatively easy to do. If you have a journal, you can start writing down three good things that happened every day and what made them special.
I heard an old and good friend and contemporary make the following toast at Thanksgiving. I give thanks on this Holiday for many things BUT not our f...
Despite President Obama's turkey pardon speech urging "compassion for those in need," his presidency has been marked by a dearth of compassion and mercy for those serving long sentences for minor drug crimes.