words from the soul
We are moving on. We pack baggage in sturdy cartons and label each one. The heavy boxes are smaller because we distribute the load with intention these days. They are stackable and organized, and the text is bold but not too loud because we need to scan them easily. The rest of the world doesn't … Continue reading Unpack Me
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
Colloquially Speaking 