Today is the saddest day of the year. On the Jewish calendar, that is. It is Tisha B’Av, and to be honest, it’s a slightly obscure observance compared to more … Continue reading A soft place to land.
Tag: loss
Impression.
People in your life will come and go. Sometimes they stay for a season; Sometimes a few. Sometimes they leave an impression On your life Like fingerprints left in wet … Continue reading Impression.
“Just” a tank top.
My seven-year-old has had the audacity to keep growing, and found herself in need of new swimsuits this year. Remember, we are already into June; for some reason, swimsuit sales … Continue reading “Just” a tank top.
It’s (never) over.
Today, the remains of the last hostage were recovered and brought back to Israel. Today on January 26, 2025, 843 days later, October 7, 2023 is finally over. People are … Continue reading It’s (never) over.
Worth remembering.
I did something drastic for the sake of my mental health this week. I stayed home for Thanksgiving while the rest of my family went to my in-laws’ like we’ve … Continue reading Worth remembering.
Grenade.
I’ve been thinking a lot in the last week or two about how it could be possible that I came from such horrible people and didn’t turn out the same … Continue reading Grenade.
Just devastated. That’s all.
Ever have some really bad shit happen and you deal with it as best you can and you’re like, well, that’s horrible, but I need to try to put it … Continue reading Just devastated. That’s all.
37.
I’m 37 today. Somehow it feels like now I’m undeniably a grownup. That sounds ridiculous, firstly because I have obviously been a grownup for many many moons now, and secondly … Continue reading 37.
If you knew…
If you knew that a horrible, life-altering event were going to occur tomorrow morning…what would you differently tonight? Would you hug your loved ones tighter? Read your kids one more … Continue reading If you knew…
I am an Existential Beach.
Every so often, a weather front will blow in and there will be a whiff of ocean in the air. A salty breeze, subtle, probably unnoticeable to most people, but … Continue reading I am an Existential Beach.
Journeys in the Dark 