I’ve hated Christmas for years. Maybe it’s time to hate it a little less. by Angela Mombourquette Decades of familial guilt and frustration sucked all the joy out of the holiday for me
Faced with our families’ homophobia, my fiancée and I are starting our own holiday traditions by Ashleigh-Rae Thomas Last year, I decided I never wanted to spend the holidays away from Paula again
I’ve struggled with my son’s decision to become a soldier, but we’ve come to an uneasy truce by Sheryl Spencer “I saw his desire to be a soldier as the fulfillment of a calling, just as I was fulfilling mine”
A pair of secondhand red shoes helped me appreciate my father by Lea Gillespie Gant My parents loved me, and that justified a little discomfort
In some families, medical assistance in dying is anything but a peaceful ending by Sarah Treleaven Family members often support the idea of MAID in the abstract, but the procedure can take on a new meaning when it
I’m in my late 40s, and I’ve already lived a life of resurrections by Allyson McOuat If I were to appear as I am now in front of any previous iteration, I’d be in disbelief
Every time I walk by my sister’s apartment, time stands still by Chris Deacon It was in her third-floor apartment that she told us she wasn't doing well
After my grandfather passed away, my dad started a new culinary tradition by Brian Vinh Tien Trinh For many South Asian immigrant families, including my own, cooking for someone is an act of kindness from the heart
My grandma was a Grinch at Christmas, but I wouldn’t have it any other way by Mike Sholars Her family was torn apart, but on Christmas, she had proof she had made a life on the other side of the
My little brother made everything — including Christmas — new again by Stephanie Bai Before Luke was born, my parents and I barely marked the holiday