Don't... Don't tell me to stay safe… not to read the news…not to check each siren…not to think about it…not to worry... Don't tell me not to be afraid. Don't. Because it is my prerogative to be afraid. Because it is my country under attack. Because it is my children I am scooping up into … Continue reading Don’t.
Tears
The words are piling up behind my eyes… pushing past resistant eyelids… spilling… letter by letter… down my cheeks… where I angrily brush them aside. I don't want to write… I don't want to feel in text… I don't want to say the things my heart is dictating. So I rub… I destroy the … Continue reading Tears
Arise
I wanted to write about it... My problems. My silly issue with our apartment and our need to move... and the stress and the anxiety and the fear we'd never find another place and the panic that we can't cover the costs and the frustration that this is just going to be the story of our … Continue reading Arise
Dear Spouses,
Dear, dear spouses of victims of survivors of the broken people... Thank you. Thank you for not letting us push you away. Thank you for seeing past the desperate facade we thought was infallible. Thank you for understanding that not everyone wants to be touched…or can be touched…and adjusting your needs accordingly. Thank you for … Continue reading Dear Spouses,
SILENCE!!!!
HEY! Tzfira! He yells it across the crowded store and everything goes quiet. Almost. Beep…beep…beep. One cashier is still working. The quiet gets to her and she looks up in surprise. Slowly, she stands and lowers her head. Two women continue their conversation. Hearing English during these moments of silence is making me cringe and … Continue reading SILENCE!!!!
Colloquially Speaking 