Suprise Me

The three TV shows that were an important part of my childhood, all of whose theme songs I can still easily sing from memory. Read More

About fitting in after moving to the US during high school. Read More

  Close calls can be close only because of a chance occurrence, thought, or action. Like the so-called “Butterfly Effect” they often yield their own legacy, and in my father’s case, raise questions in my mind as to luck, responsibility, and personal values. When I was a young teen, my father related, as best I… Read More

I was first introduced to dating dos and don'ts when I was eight years old and my two older sisters started dating. Read More

It’s pretty much impossible to pick just one song so I’ve zeroed in on the very first song that moved me: All I Have To Do is Dream by the Everly Brothers. When the song was released in 1958, I was 11 years old. I wouldn’t have the pleasure of my first kiss for another… Read More

It is that time of the year when we take stock of our blessings and enumerate what we are grateful for. It feels trite and yet appropriate to feel gratitude that my children are well and have good values; that I feel love and respect from my family and friends, that I have health and… Read More

I had a somewhat tortured gynecological history (never regular periods, an ectoptic pregnancy in 1981, leaving me with one working Fallopian tube, followed nine months later, with the same IUD in place – the doctor never told me to remove it – by another pregnancy which Dan and I chose to abort for health reasons),… Read More

Down there among the warehouses, trucking firms and junk yards that populated the Jersey City side of the Bay was a working-man's bar and luncheonette. Read More

It takes a long time to learn gratitude. When I look back and recall some of my schoolteachers, I’m sorry I never took the time to thank them — to let them know their hard work made a positive impact that still reverberates in my life. I wish, sometime before she died, I had located… Read More

Losing a pregnancy is a very low time in any woman’s life. I’m writing to tell you that you survived, and you thrived. Read More