When we got to reciting the ten plagues during our Zoom seder, I know all of us were thinking about an eleventh one that kept us apart this year. Read More

We went to Paris and Israel in 1984, the year our son turned thirteen. It was a wonderful trip marred by a few unforeseen catastrophes, the greatest of which was almost losing his little sister. Our daughters were ten and seven, and it was our youngest who gave me one of the most frightening close… Read More

Do I dare to gift myself with my true name of Lauren? Probably too late, and after all, no one calls me “Big Laurie” anymore. Mostly, I go by Gramma. Read More

Life as we know it has ground to a halt. This is the staycation from hell that no one planned or wanted. Read More

My life has been enriched by every community I have been part of, every group with which I have shared a common goal and a connection. Read More

Some of the most loving people I have ever seen are the parents and caregivers in waiting rooms of speech pathologists, occupational therapists, play therapists, physical therapists, and almost any place that works with children who have disabilities. Read More

I remember feeling passive and helpless when it came to dating. Read More

Now that my parents are gone, I realize there were so many questions I wish I had asked them. All I have now are their letters to fill in the gaps in my knowledge of the years between when they met and their marriage. Read More

I wish our country’s leadership and values embodied less of Soupy Sales and more of Fred Rogers these days. Read More

Now when someone asks what I do, I answer for myself. I’m unretired and I’m writing and having a blast. Read More