On Saturday night, I told my daughter, “It is ok to be afraid.” I couldn’t entirely shield her from the hostage situation at a Texas synagogue.

The scene outside of the windows was shockingly frightening. Pitch-black, a thick darkness in which we couldn’t see the hint of sunrise.

One of my favorite traditions during the secular new year is a semi-annual deep organizing of my home.

As the years go by, I realize that while there is nothing wrong with a good party, I am more focused on time well spent.

With the end of the secular new year comes the self-imposition of life decisions.

What needs to be said to a loved one or friend that has since, gone unsaid?

Ritual isn’t reserved only for the young or for the old. Let’s make memories, together, with any chance we get.

There is an ancient debate as to how one should light the Hanukkiah.

Although most of us are still enjoying Thanksgiving leftovers, Hannukah is just days away.

It once again feels odd that Hanukkah will take place during the Thanksgiving holiday.