Every once in a while, I have an Aha! Moment and get as excited as my daughter was years ago when she was little and
Until recently, I was never a faithful reader of obituaries. I blame my parents for this. In my 20s and 30s, I hated the “who-just-died”
We all want to be experts on something, however small. In fact, in the business world, the smaller the niche, the more successful the expert.
My daughter and I were talking the other day about how we think we’re doing “fine” with the grief thing. And then wham! A crying
I never thought I’d become one of those women who flips out the grandchild pictures every chance she gets. “Give me a break,” I thought.
One of my most moving Chautauqua experiences was attending the Friday night Shabbat service near the Miller Bell Tower by the lake. Although the Chautauqua
My humor and creativity workshop is always full of suprises. So when i challenged participants of the Belly Laugh wokshop at Chautauqua to roam the ground
If there’s a place closer to heaven, I don’t know where it is. Chautauqua, with its unpressured pace, is the perfect spot to breathe deeply
As one who does well to get a sympathy card in the mail within a month of the burial, I am amazed and touched by
Oh, my. It’s Tuesday night, and here’s my Sunday blog entry. Two things I’ve learned about grieving: It sucks up energy and it can’t be