My Secret Life of Shame With the Last Name ‘Fuks’

Going through my childhood with a last name nearly identical to the mother of all curse words was utter torture. But only after my family changed it did the regrets really begin.

I Grew Up In a Fundamentalist Cult  Like the One in  “The Handmaid’s Tale”

Don’t think Margaret Atwood’s dystopian vision is realistic? I was raised in a conservative Christian cult where women were viewed as submissive birthing vessels.

Dementia Made a New Man Out of My Dad

Raised in Apartheid-era South Africa, my mixed-race father had no shortage of scars. But as dementia overpowered his brain, his anxiety and fears melted away, and I met a man I...

How Cleaning Out My Hoarder Mother-in-Law’s Junk Caused My Own Marriage to Crumble

As we plowed through decades of her extreme clutter, I began to notice similar tendencies in my husband. And once I saw the hoarder in him, there was no turning back.

My Father Always Wanted to Die with Dignity. But When His Time Came, I Couldn’t Let Him Go.

As a doctor, Dad was very specific in his wishes for end-of-life care. I agreed wholeheartedly…back when it was purely theoretical.

My Grandma’s Hidden Holocaust Heroics

We grew up idolizing grandpa for surviving death marches and beating up Germans, but grandma was always just, well...a sweet old lady. We couldn’t have been more wrong.

My Dad Died Decades Ago. An Online Stranger Taught Me About the Man He Was.

I was just ten when my father passed, long before the Internet. But giving him a digital footprint paid off more than I could have ever anticipated.