words from the soul
This isn't going to be pretty. Buckle up. Take a breath. We're going into the thick of it. You don't want to read this. The heat is punishing us. Thick and heavy, it weighs down on our already broken necks, pulling sweat from our pores to mix with our tears. Last night, when the rabbi … Continue reading Anchor
"We only hold onto things because they benefit us somehow," she told me. "Even if they hurt." We were up to Step 4, and Tovah guided me through my Resentments. "Write them all. Some will be easy to let go of, and some will be challenging, but none are silly. They all mean something to … Continue reading Once, there was an untold story…
October 7, 2023 If it's any consolation to those far away who are anxious to know if we're okay... We are okay-ish. Okay, in body, not in spirit. Okay in relative safety near our steel room in our too quiet city. So quiet. Okay, enough to shower and eat and use the bathroom—quickly, though, because … Continue reading 100 Days
I am 15 and a half years old. My mother is sitting shiva for her father. I am leaving home and it feels like something is tearing. I don't know that I will no longer have a home, that they will move to a new house while I am hiding in the attic at my … Continue reading Ready or Not, We Move On
I am walking around the cul-de-sac, restless, hot, and numb. They are all inside the house where she grew up, the house that was never my home, and they are mourning in various groups of togetherness. My mother holds court, repeating stories over and over as her scratchy throat resists, and her voice fades to … Continue reading Shiva
Colloquially Speaking 