It may seem odd to start off the new year with a blog post about an end, when everyone is focusing more on beginnings, but it’s taken me this long … Continue reading Part of every journey is the end.
Tag: survivor
Cosmic dances.
I’ve had the following conversation with a number of different friends over the years, and it always seems to ring true. Having just enjoyed a whirlwind midweek getaway with friends … Continue reading Cosmic dances.
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.
We’re all mad here.
This is your friendly late Saturday night reminder that even those well-versed in how gaslighting works can still fall victim to it. Eww. I’m still feeling itchy about it. I … Continue reading We’re all mad here.
Full circle.
Ever cook something that, when you taste it, immediately brings you back to a place you never thought you’d go again? Today, for the first time ever, I tried my … Continue reading Full circle.
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.”
No rules.
There are no rules during the holiday season – or in any season, actually – which dictate that you cannot be both sad and thankful, or both irritated and gracious, … Continue reading No rules.
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.
Want.
Recently, I’ve been having a little trouble with a person who’s been expressing that they want me to move my boundaries and reconnect with them. (No, it’s not my mother, … Continue reading Want.
Journeys in the Dark 