fathers

This self-absorbed womanizer is my narcissistic father. And many of us have them.

Parenting gets harder. Giving up control of our kids is an art.

Our children can teach us how to be happier, better people.

She’s made all the mistakes, so you don’t have to… Ask Erin is a weekly advice column, in which Erin answers your burning questions about anything at all.

A man faces his estranged father and the Ultra-Orthodox Jewish community he had left behind years ago.

We forget so quickly how to be in the moment, and what it boils down to is whether we are truly invested in the precious time we have with other people. Are we here now, or somewhere else?

For years, my white father called my mother’s beauty an “exotic” beauty. When I started to come into my own, he began calling me “exotic,” too. It wasn’t until high school that I began to understand why this word bothered me. Though my father meant it as a compliment, the word “othered” my mother, younger sisters, and me.