Success Without The Tsuris

Life coaching-in-a-column from Deborah Grayson Riegel.

What Will You Catch This Summer?

06/24/2011
Jewish Week Correspondent

Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh,
Here I am at Camp Grenada
Camp is very entertaining
and they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivy
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors hate the waiters
And the lake has alligators
And the head coach wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
- Allen Sherman, “A Letter from Camp”

Deborah Grayson Riegel, MSW, PCC

What's Jewish About Networking?

06/07/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

Growing up in Manhattan, I didn't need to drive. But after three years of living in Michigan, where buses and subways were no longer at my doorstep, it was time to learn. I passed my driver's test (because it didn't require me to parallel park), and bought a used red-and-white Plymouth Reliant K. My parents quickly insured my purchase with something they knew I would need to support my fledgling skill set - a AAA membership.

Deborah Grayson Riegel

Do the Write Thing: When Oral Law isn't Enough

05/26/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

This past December, I wrote my (secular) New Year's Resolution article for the Jewish Week called, "Live Like a Movie Star.". In that article, I made a commitment - in print - that I would stop thinking about myself as a coach who just happens to write a column of careless musings, and to start regarding myself as a real writer.

Deborah Grayson Riegel

Whose Burden is Bigger? When Size Shouldn't Matter

05/13/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

Ten years ago, I was the overwhelmed, under-rested, barely-bathed mother of newborn twins. Getting out of bed was a daily challenge, staying awake past 6 pm was even harder. So it was a rare and much-needed treat when my friend Wendy and my cousin Amy came over for dinner and a night of gabbing and girl-talk.

"You must be exhausted," Wendy clucked with compassion.

"I'm fine." I lied.

"How are you getting through the days?" Amy asked, her voice filled with rachmanos.

"It's no problem." I braved.

Deborah Grayson Riegel

Converting from a Jewish Label to a Jewish Life

04/28/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

When my older brother Scott was a senior in college, he wrote home about the new woman he was dating. Three pieces of information stuck out: 1) she had the same first name as his sister (that's me), 2) she was from Minnesota (where's that?) and 3) she was Jewish. While many Jewish families would have regarded that third detail as cause for either relief or celebration, our family took it as evidence that his new girlfriend was in a cult, and would certainly try to get my brother to drink the (kosher) Kool-Aid.

Deborah Grayson Riegel

Life Lessons from Manischewitz

04/14/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

While I was secretly hoping that Kate and William might need a keynote speaker for their big day, I was not surprised that my invitation to the royal wedding never arrived. I can also say that, as a cheerful and frequent host of many Shabbat dinners, I am far from astounded when my family gets invited out to usher in the Sabbath around someone else's dining room table.

Deborah Grayson Riege

25 Questions that Can Dramatically Improve Your Relationships (Even in Time for the Seder)

The Four Questions? Feh!

04/01/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

Hanukkah makes me happy. Purim drives me to drink (but in the best way possible.) Simchat Torah makes me want to dance in the streets. Pesach? Well, Pesach makes me feel… enslaved. Bitter. Unleavened.

What makes this holiday different from all others - and so dreaded?

Deborah Grayson Riegel

"But I'm One of the Chosen People!" Why Entitled People Drive Us Nuts

03/18/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

It was supposed to be one of those mother-son experiences that memories are made of.

I was invited to be the keynote speaker for a fundraising event at a midwestern Jewish Federation, and, since it was within driving distance of my alma mater, The University of Michigan --Ann Arbor, I decided to bring my then-seven year old son Jacob. While I got excited to show him where I had gone to class and bought my books and partied hard (well, maybe I'd skip that part), I discovered what was to be the icing on the cake as soon as we got to JFK airport: We'd been upgraded to First Class.

Deborah Grayson Riegel

We Were Slaves in Egypt…Now the Cubicle?

Our Eternal Quest for Autonomy

03/04/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

Imagine driving your kids to drop them off for a month of sleep-away camp. Imagine that the energy in the car is a combination of anxiety and excitement, anticipation and celebration. These are the times that normal parents bring up benign conversational topics to pass the time, such as “do you think you’ll be in the same bunk as Sammy again?” or “Remember to stay out of the poison oak on the overnight.” Nothing deep. Just idle chatter.

I am not a normal parent.

Deborah Grayson Riegel

When Readiness Chooses You

02/18/2011
Special to the Jewish Week

My ten-year old daughter Sophie paid homage to my recent birthday with the best-worst birthday toast I could imagine: “Happy Birthday to the world’s greatest mom – and to the world’s best grandma one day!”

Deborah Grayson Riegel
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