You can pick the perfect home, but not who you will be living next door to.
When I saw the news this week out of Cleveland about the women who'd been held captive since they were kidnapped as teenagers, I asked myself the questions that we all asked as the details came out. Most of the questions started with How?
Nothing made me happier than motherhood, despite the loneliness of the suburbs. Despite the fact that my husband left early in the morning and came home well after nine at night. Despite the fact that I missed my mom, my friends, my touchstones.
I'm a member of GOOD, the worldwide community of people who give a damn. We are pragmatic idealists working towards individual and collective progress. And today, I am excited to share the first holiday of the GOOD community: on April 27, we celebrate Neighborday all around the world.
Thanks to a particularly harsh flu season this year and a new window seat I purchased for my NYC apartment, I've been spending a lot of time snuggled ...
What is this man's problem with me? I can only assume he is an irrational person, a sexually frustrated man who really dislikes Neil Diamond, or, perhaps, a bible thumping evangelist who wishes everyone lived according to his rules.
MARICOPA, Ariz. -- An Arizona woman who knew she couldn't compete head on with her neighbor's elaborate Christmas light display is attracting attentio...
We have already experienced the downsides of one potty for seven people -- like one desperate little fella trying to pee while his sister is sitting on the bowl. Really.
How does one heal from an addiction of selective sight? How does one stop dismissing anyone who is "other"? How can I grow to see every person as a potential friend or even my teacher?
You may be eligible to win the I Have the Worst Neighbors Ever award! Although, I must warn you, there's some tough competition. As the current title holder, I know the dedication and fortitude it takes to get here.
I'm on the road this week, out east, not in Minnesota. Not doing anything about the fast-approaching election. I've had a little time to reflect from a different angle.
Rosemary Bilchak and her husband, Gordon MacAlpine, were eating on their porch when they heard the engine of the pesticide fogger rev up next door. ...
Lack of curb appeal, small rooms and a poor paint job are just some of the many defects that can bring down the price of a home. One family alleges it...
The international crowds in search of sand, sea and that golden Provencal sun are arriving in hordes now and the town is filling up.
I am a forty-something woman with no kids. I used to have friends, a life and a career. Then we moved to a rural area for my husband's job in the UK and five years on, I seem to have nothing.
ABC went on a bit of a pilot pick-up spree today for the 2012-2013 TV season, ordering five new dramas and four new comedies to series. The five dr...
We met online. He was from West Virginia; I'm from New Jersey. He was looking for Happily Ever After. I was looking for something to do Saturday nights.
Technology is at our fingertips every moment of the day, and we're losing sight of our old ways. We can connect more with someone who is halfway across the world than someone who goes to the same school.
The theme repeated over and over again, was the joy of being with people we all like and enjoy -- and right in our own 'backyard!' A virtual New York City extended family.
I just learned that our neighbors are moving, to another state. In the most tangible, quotidian ways, we've woven a social fabric together, for our children, especially, and now it's partially torn.
It's hard to turn down a neighbor who asks to borrow some sugar, but when the person next door wants help covering up a crime, it's time to install a ...
What happened to getting to know our neighbors? What happened to riding around on bicycles, throwing block parties and selling lemonade?
Neighbors can fill the gap when it is too much for one person to juggle a full-time job, solid relationships with a spouse and children and the needs of aging and ill parents.
The way to a good life is not through consumption. It is, instead, a path we make by walking it with those who surround us.
I accepted a long time ago that I am likely a homeowners worst nightmare.
