You glance at your teen’s smartphone and see a text message light up the screen. Was that a sext you just saw? Questions flood your mind. Is this what kids are doing nowadays? Does this mean my child is having sex too? Sexting — the exchange of sexual messages,...

“I didn’t shed a tear at the funeral of my father. He was a stranger to me,” writes Cari Penner in Finding Father, a new collection of essays by Mennonite women writing about their dads. Penner calls her essay a “love story.” It’s a moving tribute to a man whose...

When Isabella started playing lacrosse in the first grade, she would wake up before sunrise and count the minutes until she could hop the chain-link fence that separated her house from the field where her team practiced. Her deftness with a lacrosse stick made her an...

I am not an addict. But try and love one, and then see if you can look me square in the eyes and tell me that you didn't get addicted to trying to fix them. If you're lucky, they recover. If you're really lucky, you recover, too. Loving a drug addict can and will...

When writing about schizophrenia, traditional narrative structure feels inadequate. How does one sum up the effects of an illness that bends reality, a “shapeless thief” that distorts our already limited understanding of perception, into a clear beginning, middle and...