When I was four years old, an angel left me my very own Christmas tree. I lay on a soft twin bed, tucked in the corner of a wood-paneled...

In first grade, we stood each morning to recite the Pledge of Allegiance. It was the late 1960s and all girls were required to wear...

I saw an old friend last weekend (name and info changed.) Mary is a social worker, a few years older than I, smart and witty, quietly...

I met “The Roses Man” when I was  5 or 6 years old, attending Franklin Elementary School in East Orange, New Jersey. I was freshly...

Picture me at 22 years old, bright eyed with big hair and a big smile to match. I strode the campus of my college, Tufts University, with...

“You should do a TED talk,” a literary agent suggested, as I blinked at her. “A TED talk? What would I even talk about? And how do you...

It crept in like a low fog, so lightly that I didn’t notice it beginning to swirl around me. A vague unease, a weighty sigh. The sun...

What is the reward of being a good mother to a blessedly healthy child? They leave you. How could it all be gone? Where did it go?

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." — Marcel Proust Guest Author: Pat Wetzel...

What do you do when your worst fear actually happens?

(republished, with permission, from the Pennsylvania Psychologist) When I was four years old, I survived a fire which burned away my...

My grandmother “Memere” sang every morning as she opened her lace curtains, welcoming the sun into the bedroom we shared. Her chirping...

My mother used to tell me, “You're too sensitive.” It was a repeated refrain, deployed when I cried too long or hurt too much. She said...

I have been a patient and a doctor, on both sides of the bed. I have sat with injured people, processing their trauma. I have also been...

“The ancients knew something, which we seem to have forgotten.” Albert Einstein Life takes us interesting directions, and mine recently...

“Now is the winter of our discontent.” Although I quote Shakespeare, I really only know this line from my ninth grade obsession with the...

By Ken Giglio, guest author Every time I leave Florida and my 96-year-old father, like I did two weeks ago, I wonder how many more days...

Once upon a time, I gave birth to a perfect little girl, with big blue eyes and a wide smile. She exuded peace and serenity. A friend of...

On Memorial Day, we honor our nation’s fallen. I would like to write about those who gave their lives defending our country. However, I...

What brings meaning to your life? I am not asking because I have the right answer. I am asking because I want you to have an answer, an...