The holiest days of the Jewish calendar are drawing near. Rosh Hashanah (the Jewish New Year) and Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement) are steeped in many traditions, one of … Continue reading Forgiveness.
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Be afraid, and do the thing.
The air is heavy this evening. I go out to the backyard with the dog, and I’m immediately weighed down by it, my lungs struggling to expand. Today, we got … Continue reading Be afraid, and do the thing.
And now, for something you’ll really like…!
Feel-good post this week. Our school year is winding down. This week my second graders were rounding out their unit on the Desert Biome with a simple research report on … Continue reading And now, for something you’ll really like…!
Bonus Talk.
[This is a continuation of my previous post, find it here if you haven’t read that one yet.] This week on Wednesday I had a Talk with my second graders, … Continue reading Bonus Talk.
Hallmark holidays.
I hate Mother’s Day. It’s a bald statement, I know, but surely it is not a surprising one. I know I’m not alone in this, and I know how cynical … Continue reading Hallmark holidays.
Age ain’t nothing but a number.
I wonder how old I have to get, before people stop telling me I’m “so young” and giving me unsolicited advice about how I should handle the world? I wonder … Continue reading Age ain’t nothing but a number.
Passover: A Family Affair.
(Fair warning, this post is long and maybe it’s a little meandering, but it does all come together in the end. Much like my life in general, ha.) It’s early … Continue reading Passover: A Family Affair.
Theft.
I’ve heard the phrase “own your truth” in various iterations for years, but it never really made sense to me until today. One of the most important things to me, … Continue reading Theft.
How Narcissistic Abuse Works
I was raised by a narcissist. Her toxic hooks were in real deep, and the marks of her harm are still revealing themselves even several years after I finally was … Continue reading How Narcissistic Abuse Works
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant. (part 2 of 2)
(Notice the fun I’m having with Sinead O’Connor’s lyrics?) In my previous post, I explained how I used to frequently downplay my traumatic and painful experiences, insisting others have had … Continue reading I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant. (part 2 of 2)
Journeys in the Dark 