I sign copies of Better in the Morning with “Sweet Dreams, Fern Ronay” but I don’t mean it. What I mean is “Have a nice visit.” More specifically, while you’re asleep, on this other dimensional plane, where your soul can meet with your spirit guides as well as your loved …

What if Mitch Albom had not been flipping through the channels one night? What if Nightline with Ted Koppel had never interviewed Brandeis professor Morrie Shwartz? Mitch Albom may never have called his college professor. Morrie would never have asked for Mitch to go see him. There would be no …

We lost our beloved Magoo on Monday night. He was 16 years old and his illness had withered him down to six pounds from his normal, chunky fifteen lbs. In the final days, he was uncomfortable, sitting in corners he never used to sit in and jumping into the bathtub, …

A couple of months ago, while sitting at the hair salon, waiting for my girl Candy to fetch me and fix my roots, I picked up a magazine. I picked up the right one, the one I was meant to see, at that very moment. There are no coincidences. This, …

In case you don’t follow sports, and I don’t follow most sports except for football, specifically the Dallas Cowboys (yes, I’m from New Jersey, so is my husband; that’s a story for another day), but Dak Prescott is the rookie quarterback everyone is talking about. He was drafted as the …