The difficulty of sorting through and parting with my mom's clothes.

I spent an emotional day in the Israeli coastal town of Netanya on Sunday, reading from my book, The Lost Kitchen, and talking to my...

I finally saw Mom today after three days of being sick. I had stayed away because I didn’t want her to catch my cold. I think of her as...

My brother Simon is arriving this Friday for a two-week visit! I am so excited to see him, and also a little trepidatious—he has not seen...

It happened as I knew it would. The second day into my two-week trip abroad, Mom was moved into a closed Alzheimer’s ward. Despite being...

Each time I walk Mom home from synagogue and see her safely to her door, I am tinged with sadness. I know I’m doing the right thing by...

Many of my friends are taking on the responsibility of caring for their elderly parents. We all go through the same process of realizing...

I’m not going to remind Mom that her father’s yartzeit, the anniversary of his death, is coming up. He died 17 years ago just before the...