I got a new tattoo today, one that holds great meaning for me. It feels like rather a lot to explain in a blog post, but what I’d like to … Continue reading Remember who you are.
Tag: screaming into the void
How do I carry that?
Tonight’s cover photo is actual footage of me peacing out from all the insanity of the last month (or many years, depending on how you look at it). Just kidding. … Continue reading How do I carry that?
Is empathy a form of neurodivergence?
Asking for a friend… There’s been a lot of attention drawn lately to what neurodivergence means, what it looks like, what it is (and is not), and what allowances we … Continue reading Is empathy a form of neurodivergence?
Fear and hope.
My apologies for the radio silence lately. There have been many things I’ve thought to write about over the last week or two, but it’s all frankly been so despairing … Continue reading Fear and hope.
Dream. (TW: mentions of terrorism, rape, graphic violence)
I have a dream where the irony is not lost on people that on a day honoring Martin Luther King Jr.’s legacy of fighting for civil rights and equality for … Continue reading Dream. (TW: mentions of terrorism, rape, graphic violence)
Everybody loves a comfort show.
We all have at least one movie or television show that we could (and do) watch over and over again and love it no matter how much we watch it. … Continue reading Everybody loves a comfort show.
Joy.
It’s time for my annual Word of the Year post. I like to start off the year not with resolutions, but with a word that I can focus on as … Continue reading Joy.
Everything.
Dearest daughter. I want to tell you everything. Everything that came before you. Everything that came to be you, from my side at least. I want you to know more … Continue reading Everything.
The Great Sweater Caper, and Other Mysterious Thought Patterns.
Some of you may recall a post I’d shared recently about a very special sweater I’ve had for ages that I’d discovered had gone missing. I mourned the loss of … Continue reading The Great Sweater Caper, and Other Mysterious Thought Patterns.
Shalom Aleichem.
Today, in the middle of the checkout line at Marshall’s, of all places, my daughter asked me how to say “I love you” in Hebrew. She’s currently in kindergarten at … Continue reading Shalom Aleichem.
Journeys in the Dark 