I’ve been thinking about fear. Where it comes from and how to let it go. You see, I spend and have spent a lot of time being afraid.I wa...
This will be the first time (ever!) that Matt won't be spending Christmas with his family in Ohio. He'll be spending it with his family here in Sa...
Nicole is one of those lovely individuals whom I would refer to as a 'kindred spirit.' Her blog, Eat This Poem, and wonderful newsletter constantl...
I recently joked to a friend that if my content of the past 6 months were turned into a haiku (ignoring the whole 5-7-5 rule), it would go somethi...
I’ve noticed something interesting recently, about the way my generation thinks about the present and the future. Our everyday lives seem to def...
Elijah’s Deli welcomed me with open Jewish grandma arms the first time my parents dropped me off in San Diego to start college as a freshman. An...
I'm writing this on Mother's Day. The kids have gone to bed by now, and I feel tired, but so, so happy. That's kind of how most days go as a paren...
I am not a movie person. Nope. What I mean by that is that I do not seek out movies; I reluctantly, carefully, stubbornly choose a select few to w...
There's a lot to be said for knowing how and when to relax. Some people are too good at it, others, not good enough. Which are you?I know how ...