What a hoot! I spent a glorious day with my dad and brother Simon in Netanya. They had been staying there for a few days’ vacation when I...

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” ― Plato Music truly animates...

There is no escaping the similarities between us. Mom and I look alike. We dress alike. (We both wore blue dresses on Rosh Hashanah, and...

It has been two weeks since their move—a week since my brother Simon left—and my parents are firmly ensconced in their new home. Thanks...

When I was younger, I remember visiting a friend with a new baby. I must have obsessed about the baby crying, worrying and wondering and...

I grew up singing John Prines’ song “Dear Abby,” a humorous look at the kinds of people who write to advice columnists. Be satisfied with...

Mom’s watch is missing. The digital gold-plated watch she got from her sister as a birthday present a few years ago. Gone. We’ve looked...

What a relief to come home to a quiet house. When I got back from visiting my parents, I actually looked forward to doing the laundry, to...

Sometimes—like now—I feel overwhelmed by the responsibility of taking care of my Mom. What if, when she’s with me, she can’t be reasoned...

How is it that poetry can stir such strong memories? I accompanied my mom to her monthly poetry class where they read and discuss poems...