I was originally going to title this post “Return to Oz” and make obscure references to a traumatizing kids’ movie from 1985, but, then I realized the metaphor would go … Continue reading Follow the yellow-brick road.
I was originally going to title this post “Return to Oz” and make obscure references to a traumatizing kids’ movie from 1985, but, then I realized the metaphor would go … Continue reading Follow the yellow-brick road.
Bonus points to anyone who’s a fan of The Big Bang Theory and gets the reference in the title of this post! I appreciate you — and I’m also sorry … Continue reading Fun with flags.
I’ve signed up for a six week series of lecture sessions called “Understanding Antisemitism”, the goal of which is to bridge gaps in comprehension and awareness as well as build … Continue reading Resistance.
Some years ago I landed a teaching job and felt like I’d finally arrived. Turns out I never really left the airport. Everyone has different definitions of success. What people … Continue reading 38.
Gift receipt notes. A card from the florist. A check never cashed. A handwritten letter. And, far more recently dated, a typed letter from a care coordinator advising that you … Continue reading Easy.
Yesterday my house smelled like apple cinnamon cake — the old recipe that I remember being very good before misplacing it and making do with the new recipe that isn’t … Continue reading Liminal space.
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.
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.
I’ve hit a really good achievement today. Today marks the seventh day in a row that I’ve brushed my teeth. (Sorry, did you think I was going to say something … Continue reading One day at a time.
There’s an old song, with a lyric that goes something like, “I’ve grown accustomed to her face.” A quick Google search tells me that it’s from the musical My Fair … Continue reading Shelby.