I knew the fear-begotten arms race and I grew up together. Now all these years later, my father is holding an exploding bombshell out to me.

I began musing here about growing older with an untested sense of optimism. I have a fresh appreciation for how hard that is.

2020 reminds me of the extended, dissonant orchestral ascent of Lennon/McCartney’s A Day in the Life.

"I’ve seen the world tell us with wars and real estate developments and bad politics and odd court decisions that our lives don’t matte

My mom used to say that your job as a mother, from the time your child is five, is to prepare them to leave home. I always thought that...

Why do we have this great thirst to live, anyway? Buddhism says, the cause of death is birth.

Turning my thoughts toward dying is new. If I have a choice, how do I want that to go?

There’s a monthly "women’s" magazine that features fashion and accessory recommendations for women by decade: what to wear in your 30’s,...

On halloween, I met for the first time with my oncologist.

True story: I’m walking down the road in my old neighborhood with my boss and a new client, begging forgiveness for my messy house. Then...