Ernie Hollander’s mother died at Auschwitz, but she was not defeated by her tormentors. Her story lives on. Read more.
A Dream About Wrestling With — Uh, Who Was That Anyway?
I had a dream about wrestling the other night. Was it a message from my deep psyche — or the heights of heaven? Read more.
When It Comes to Beauty, I Get Grabby. Here’s Why
Beauty. When I encounter something as beautiful as my daughter’s wedding day I can’t just sit and be with it. I get greedy and grasping. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition: Would My Husband Like to Add My Name to His?
When Jon and I married, I wanted to share a name with him and our future children. I took his last name. Would he like to take mine as his middle name? Read more.
Surprise! Here’s What I Wore to My Daughter’s Wedding
For my daughter’s wedding, I took a chance and had the tailor cut the elegant Adrianna Papell ball gown off at the knees. Here’s the result. Read more.
They Did It — They Got Married (And the Bride Was Beautiful)
The bride was beautiful. The setting was exquisite. The band kept everyone jumping. Everything a mother of the bride could hope for. Read more.
A Chance to Get Acquainted With That Muslim Next Door
Two days after September 11, a friend warned Sumbul Ali-Karamali, a Muslim American, that she should display an American flag outside her house. Ali-Karamali, is author of “The Muslim Next Door: The Qur’an, the Media, and that Veil Thing.” Read more.