As the parent of a 6-year old and 3-year-old twins, I’m certainly no stranger to snot, coughs, sneezes, and other lovely excretions that emanate from small children.
I’m also acutely aware…that littles tend to lack manners when it comes to keeping those germ-ridden emissions to themselves. And that poses a problem for pretty much every parent whose children spend their days in a school environment, because it means that, inevitably, their kids will catch some version of whatever is going around. And there’s always something… >> Read More
We recently had a bit of a health scare.
Don't worry, everything is fine. We are all fine. But about a month and a half ago, things weren't so fine. We were worried that maybe our good run was…over. We were waiting for test results. Waiting to find out if I would have to take a leave of absence from work. Waiting to see if life was going to try to kick us down the way it has in the past. Whenever there is some sort of chaos or crisis in our lives,… >> Read More
It ended with an email that read: “On your 61st birthday, you will have completed your commitment as a member of the Be The Match Registry®.”
After 23 years, I have aged out. My bone marrow…is now too old to save a life. And not just any life. I am too old to save a very particular life. She was 6 years old, suffering from aplastic anemia, when I signed on with the bone marrow donor registry in 1994. Today she would be 29, if she is still alive, saved by… >> Read More
If my family had celebrated Passover when I was growing up, I would have been the child in the Haggadah “who does not know how to ask.” In my Jewish family, we celebrated Christmas, complete with…a glistening tree and equally glistening ham. Over Sunday breakfasts of bacon and bagels (the latter strictly a nod to our New York City residence), my family sounded like anti-Semites, who saw religious Judaism as sexist, primitive, and antithetical to success. Although as a family we travelled abroad every summer, we never visited Israel until… >> Read More
After experiencing a year-long medical crisis due to complications with ulcerative colitis, my daughter, Nava, made a complete recovery. Miraculously, after a tremendous amount of hard work, she…resumed her life and was able to live it exactly as she had in the past. Now all grown, she maintains an imperfection — a mark, a blemish, a physical reminder of her trauma. On the skin of her throat, she has a small round indentation from the tracheostomy tube, which kept her alive and enabled… >> Read More