The End of Mourning

Per Jewish tradition, the eleven months of mourning for my mother have now ended. I've said Kaddish — and will continue to do so on each anniversary of her death. I am very grateful to those who stood beside me and encouraged my remembrance. Thank you. How...

I’ve met my last stranger.

Since 2008, when I experienced the singular moment of middle age, I have been striking up conversations with strangers. (I told that story here.) During the past five or so years, I have met a wide variety of interesting people. It seems it is always when I’m...

Five Years

It's been five years since I sold my business and retreated to the home office. Nearly six. Five years is a long time. After a child is born — even after, say, just a few weeks — you can hardly remember life before the child. The kid-free life...