“Your test results were negative.” This call was welcome news from my doctor, but also surprising. I had seen Dr. Jones (not his real...

by Marc Kaye I asked myself, “Self, are you resilient?" I heard a voice. He sounded a bit like Kevin Hart. He said, "Hell, ya! You raised...

“Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of these things and...

It has been a year since COVID stopped us in our tracks...a year of loss, isolation and death... a terrible year. And yet. It has also...

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When I was 16, my best friend Susan threw her first New Year’s party. We were part of an expressive group of music/theater kids. Each of...

What is success? What is enough? Generally, I am a cheerful soul, content with my life. My daughters love me, my husband loves me, my...

As we enter the holiday season, worry hangs in the air. There is the obvious anxiety about our health and the health of our loved ones....

Because I am a psychologist, I get a unique peek into the political divide. Here is what I have learned: everyone is scared.

Eight weeks ago, my book Flashback Girl: Lessons on Resilience From a Burn Survivor was released. Since then, I have been sprinting and...

“I heard some other girls talking about her. They said, ‘Why does she wear short sleeve shirts when she is scarred like that? I felt bad."

Life had a calm empty-nest rhythm. Then, this spring, everything changed. We had not planned to shelter together with our grown children....

In week seven of quarantine, how are you managing your time? Are you contemplating new projects around your home? Catching up with old...

Time and time again, the villain winds up being burned. Doug and I grin at each other and hoot, “Just another maladjusted burn victim!"

Nine years ago, my daughter’s friend was bullied in the playground. It started out as a joke, a quirky game. As the “game” progressed,...

I spent three days at my own personal Disney Land last week. In truth, I stayed just two miles away from the actual Disney Land, but I...

Chances are, you never met my brother. There are still some people around who did, friends from high school, friends from college. Even...

I write today wrapped in old clothes I don’t care about, so the bleeding won’t matter. Half of my body shines luminous scarlet, as my...

I used to love P.D. Eastman’s book, Are You My Mother? The story was about a baby bird whose mother was nowhere to be found when he...

I had this blog all planned. I was set to announce that I finally had secured a publisher for my memoir, Flashback Girl: Lessons on...