I’ve never gone in for Valentine’s Day. The over-priced dinners, wilted roses, and bad chocolates just don’t scream intimate respect, honest discourse, and deep appreciation to me. Neither do diamonds or itchy lingerie. I guess I’m too practical –...
My sons were three and six months old when my dad passed away from early-onset Alzheimer’s. Eleven months later, my brother celebrated his first Father’s Day—without our dad. It was bittersweet.
Losing a parent can make days like Mother’s Day...
After doing some very informal research on Valentine’s Day, I noticed that the word “martyr” kept popping up. According to Wikipedia, the original Valentines were the Valentine of Rome and the Valentine of Terni, who were honored for their...
Too often, as parents age, adult children feel the best way to help and support them is to reverse roles and become their . . . parents.
But as a professional care manager with 40 years of experience helping adults...
I haven't participated in tantric sex, but I know that quickies are the opposite of that delayed gratification. They're moments of passion, moments of opportunity, or moments of surprise, and they are 99 percent of the way my husband...
Valentine’s Day is one of my favorite holidays. I love seeing men on the street holding bouquets of flowers. I think all food looks cuter heart-shaped! A lot about Valentine’s Day has changed for me through the years. It’s...
Getting gifts for your family friends can be quite stressful - especially if you have been trying to get individual gifts for each family member. How about getting presents that are suitable for the entire family? Or...
We say it all the time, and we hear it all the time: “Don’t judge other moms. Everyone is doing the best that they can.” Yes, they are, but it’s also human nature to make judgments. We form opinions...
I have three good friends from college who I never see and barely speak to. We do group texts during football season when our college team is playing or when someone has a baby, but besides that, we glean...
HOW IT STARTED: 2001
When I met my husband 21 years ago at a Starbucks in the city, I never imagined that we would be...
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The Thanksgiving Table Is a Yoga Practice
There is something quietly profound that happens every Thanksgiving that we tend to overlook in the rush to brine the turkey and find the...
