It took years of work But a feeling finally slipped out And we caught it in a butterfly net And kept a precarious hold on it And wrestled it into … Continue reading Truth is a caged wild bird.
Tag: painful memories
A soft place to land.
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.
Need-to-Know Basis.
I have had conversations recently with people about why I want my daughter to continue to attend our local Jewish day school, instead of enrolling her in public school. I’ve … Continue reading Need-to-Know Basis.
“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.
Badge of honor.
I’ve known a lot of people in my life who have worn their pain on their sleeves, or worse, weaponized it. People who have decided that they are the way … Continue reading Badge of honor.
Slipping into bad dreams.
Holidays are so hard sometimes, for the traumatized mind. Often, I have to balance celebrating a holiday with mourning what I’ve lost. Today I find myself not exactly mourning — … Continue reading Slipping into bad dreams.
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.
Wrong end of a telescope.
A couple of funny things have happened — inside my brain, mostly — in the last few days that have made me feel like I’m looking through the wrong end … Continue reading Wrong end of a telescope.
Sweet Caroline.
It’s playing on the radio in the car this afternoon. I’ve taught my kid how to do the “bah bah bah” response part with the chorus, and she cheerfully does … Continue reading Sweet Caroline.
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.
Journeys in the Dark 