It was the end of a balmy San Diego Christmas day. My family had just left, and as my kids were winding down from all the excitement, I tackled the cl...
I am in the midst of what I call my gratitude season. Ever since the year I celebrated Thanksgiving in Canada at the beginning of October, and America...
What do you think of when you hear the word language? I know what I think of: the funny story my friend Sharon shared with me about her introduction t...
This is a poem that I wrote regarding the violence in Gaza. I feel helpless to do anything meaningful from so far away, yet am horrified by the foota...