After lupus, my fertility became the elephant in the room on every date. But ultimately, I learned there's no right or wrong time to share details of your health.

When I was face-to-face with the Atomic Bomb Dome, I expected to feel a connection to history. I didn’t expect to see a reflection.

My love affair with a German man would have ended eventually anyway. But my chronic Lyme disease diagnosis drove us apart faster.

Becoming my father's caregiver after his stroke made me take stock of the fact that sometimes there are only hard choices.