The Wooden Stool

From the time my mother was 8 years old, my Bubbie (the Yiddish term for grandmother) Celia walked with crutches.  It was very difficult for her to leave her home, which meant that our weekly visits were almost always at…

When Someone You Love Is Depressed

Huffington Post Throughout my life, I’ve been touched by people struggling with mental illness. I’m extremely sensitized to their journey and I’ve chosen to dedicate much of my private practice as a psychotherapist to helping people cope. However, one of…

This is my life

This is my life; one I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world. But it’s different from most. I have what most people strive for; a beautiful family, a nice home (ok, so I’d change half a dozen things about…

Our New Normal

August 2007, we were like so many other families. Happily married, 1 little boy whose 2nd birthday we had just celebrated and another baby on the way. Many nights were spent talking about how things would change once the new…

THE LIZ EFFECT

Like the FATHER, SON AND HOLY GHOST, we do not refer to them as the THREE WISE MEN because they talk about male only issues like jock itch and Deflategate, I have been reading WISE WOMEN CANADA for almost two…

Fed to the Wolves

I thought I had a wonderful childhood. It was filled with smells of warm soup, big family gatherings at every occasion and Star Trek adventures with neighborhood kids. My family was pretty “Leave it to Beaver”. I felt privileged to…

So Happy

I am so happy. So, so, so, so stupidly happy with my life right now, and changes that I’ve made. I think, as humans, we generally have pretty strong feelings about change: hate, love, fear, excitement, to name a few….

Never Too Early to Say “Thank You”

I’m not a wise woman. I’m not a father, nor a husband. I’m a 28-year-old guy with a supportive family, an amazing girlfriend and a career that I love. I recently went through an unbelievable experience in my life, and…

Do you know Liz?

Do You Know Liz? I really don’t know Liz that well. Although, I feel like I’ve known her since she was 7 years old. How is this so? Liz’s father was my doctor. From the age of 17 until his…