My sweet, beautiful, lively mother has forgotten how to walk. This is the second time in a month that Mom is on antibiotics. If something...

It happened unexpectedly, a feeling I did not anticipate, a depression as I walked away from Mom’s residence. For the first time in a...

It’s taken me a good while to figure out and accept that my best visits with Mom are fleeting—short, intense half-hour “dates” that allow...

We’ve passed the winter solstice but the days are still short and darkness descends all too soon. There is a midrash that tells the story...

Two weeks since I last wrote and my mom is still ill. She has a urinary tract infection that won't go away. She's been on three types of...