As I’ve noted before, in my professional life, I am a teacher. At the small Jewish private school where my main day job takes place, my primary assignment is second … Continue reading Compartmentalizing.
Belly of the beast.
As if I needed any more proof that I can do hard things – I returned to the belly of the beast this weekend. (I guess a refresher course is … Continue reading Belly of the beast.
Tang.
This week I made a chocolate mayonnaise cake. That’s right. A chocolate MAYONNAISE cake. It’s a vintage recipe that sounds exceptionally gross, and yet, is totally NOT! It results in … Continue reading Tang.
Odyssey.
Someday, when tales may be told of my life, I’d like the infernally overlong story to be named after me. An epic saga it is already, and I’m only thirty-three. … Continue reading Odyssey.
Breaking point. (TW: bodily injury, mention of miscarriage)
I don’t remember the exact day, or week, or month, which held my last conversation with my mother. It’s fuzzy. I know it was sometime in 2018, because it was … Continue reading Breaking point. (TW: bodily injury, mention of miscarriage)
The blood we choose.
“Blood is thicker than water.” We hear that all the time, don’t we? A colloquialism that implies we should put family above all else. (If you’ve been reading some of … Continue reading The blood we choose.
Burn Scars.
I’ve had enough fire for a lifetime. Engulfed, And then lifted above the flare, And then engulfed for more. Scald, rinse, repeat. No salve will heal these burn scars And … Continue reading Burn Scars.
I Was the Sea.
I was Ocean, strong and deep; My business was my own to keep. I sent up waves, proud and tall To catch each other as they’d fall – A love … Continue reading I Was the Sea.
Homecoming.
…found it. I won’t say I spoke too soon, yesterday. It’s just that we hadn’t gone to the right spot yet. There’s a place in this world where I find … Continue reading Homecoming.
No going back.
“How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back?” -Frodo, … Continue reading No going back.
Journeys in the Dark 