I recently attended a three-day conference in Florida for the American Academy of Hospice and Palliative Medicine. It was attended by well over 3000 people,

Sam, a 71-year-old unaffiliated Jewish man, was a referral from the nurse. He was in the orthopaedics section of the hospital. After I entered the

Lena, an 82-year-old unaffiliated Jewish woman, was surrounded by numerous people in the cardiac ICU that Thursday morning. Her room was brightly lit, had several

Many articles are often written about masks at this time of year—how people are always hiding behind an “invisible” mask, a cover-up to hide their

My name is Beth. I am a 58-year-old wife, mother of three and proud grandmother to four of the cutest kids around. For many years,

Stan, our conversation really made me think… In the Parsha of “Vayeira” where the promise of a son is revealed to Sara it is stated

I really felt like I knew Jake, even though he never spoke one word to me. He was a loving father, energetic grandfather, devoted husband

Esther was an 82-year-old woman with a pale face and graying hair, staring at the bare white wall opposite her. I entered her dimly lit

As I drove to the hospital, I knew I would need to use my 45-minute commute as time to decompress from my personal morning stresses.

God, it seems like a while since we have spoken. It is I, Sara, your 98-year-old friend. I was never one to pray from a

Once upon a time, there was a man named Lenny. Lenny grew up in a New Jersey suburb in a Conservative Jewish home. He had