Today, we were experiencing some icky winter weather. When my daughter and I arrived home from school, I noticed there was a package on our front porch that had a … Continue reading Besties.
Tag: painful memories
Tread lightly.
I had a weird dream last night. I had people over for Christmas (which could easily be the weird part in itself, since we’re Jewish and don’t celebrate Christmas at … Continue reading Tread lightly.
Whatever happened to predictability?
Some of you may recognize that the title of this post is actually the opening lyric to the theme song of a beloved 1990s sitcom. I’ve seen every episode of … Continue reading Whatever happened to predictability?
“Not my daughter.”
I am a studious and intellectual person. I’m very cerebral. I truly always have been, for as long as I can remember. From a very young age, I was usually … Continue reading “Not my daughter.”
Silver.
Trivia Time! Did you know that the actor who was originally going to play the Tin Man in MGM’s beloved 1939 classic film The Wizard of Oz was hospitalized for … Continue reading Silver.
Tortured artist.
I was recently discussing with my therapist just how much I think, and speak, in metaphor. Anyone who knows me (or, by now, anyone who has read even a little … Continue reading Tortured artist.
There are days.
There are days when every heartbeat triggers a memory. Days when the opening notes of a song will bring me back to experiences I can’t bear to revisit. Days when … Continue reading There are days.
Endings.
A couple of days ago I found out about the untimely passing of a friend of mine. Well, a friend of my brother’s, really, but inevitably when my brother made … Continue reading Endings.
Collective trauma.
Let’s talk a little bit about collective trauma this week, and how hard it is to explain to those who haven’t experienced it. This Sunday is 9/11. Funny, 9/11 happens … Continue reading Collective trauma.
Compartmentalizing.
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.
Journeys in the Dark 