The Prison Cells We Hide In

I always struggled to maintain friendships with women. It was easier for me to hang out with men. I knew exactly how to talk to them, how to act around them and was confident in my direct approach. Women scared me. We always seemed to be hurting each other. The idea of a united front, … Continue reading The Prison Cells We Hide In

Anita Hill, Christine Blasey Ford, and me

I was too young then… too small and insignificant to understand what bravery looks like… to know the pain of disbelief… I was too young to see her… too young to be moved to act on her behalf. I was not young enough to escape her fate. 9,853 days should be long enough to figure this … Continue reading Anita Hill, Christine Blasey Ford, and me

To Sleep Or Not To Sleep…That Is Not A Question

Shavuot. That little holiday no one ever focuses on.  The one where we celebrate receiving the Torah.  The one where we eat cheesecake because someone thought it would be a nice cultural addition to a Jewish holiday.  The one where I'm supposed to keep the kids quiet all morning so my husband can sleep after … Continue reading To Sleep Or Not To Sleep…That Is Not A Question