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Especially in our modern world where rituals around death are disappearing, and where one-on-one in-person communication is taking a backseat to virtual connection, it can be hard to know what to say to someone who is grieving. My advice? Don’t offer platitudes, but do offer memories.
Read moreThere’s no antidote for grief. But sharing memories about the deceased—especially during the holidays, when sadness is magnified—is a gift you can give.
Read moreMuseums want YOUR stories for their archives. Share your NYC experiences, photos & memories, including during this pandemic. We are living—and writing—history.
Read moreA budding entrepreneur takes something disposable and transforms it into something beautiful, right in the middle of a pandemic hotspot.
Read moreNew York, New York: What it's like now to live in the city that never sleeps (or leaves home without a mask)
Read moreWhen I was a child, my extended family would gather regularly to eat, kibbitz, play card games, and tell stories—well, mostly to listen to my maternal grandfather tell stories.
Read moreA friend hands you a picture of your newborn that you thought you would never see again, and you realize that the defining moments in your life never leave you. They lurk, waiting for the right moment to remind you of all you’ve been through, learned, and survived.
Read moreMLK’s speech was different. The first time I read it to myself, it brought tears to my eyes. Specifically the line, “a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.” Though I was a teenager mostly focused on the people and relationships directly connected to me at the time, this line and everything I read or saw of the Civil Rights movement afterward took me out of myself, made me recognize an experience beyond mine.
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