The last week.

This isn’t how I thought it would end. I didn’t think the end would begin with a deep soreness, tiny stabs of pain, highlighted by stinging tears; the added torture of me trying to hold all this in and stay strong for you, to avoid the chance you'd feel unwhole, to acknowledge your instinctual longing,... Continue Reading →

#metoo, #hetoo, #shetoo: for the boys

Everyone's talking about Harvey Weinstein; even the white board at the entrance of my office, where usually someone scribbles the name of the day's delegation, even the white board yesterday was #metoo. And everyone is talking about women being afraid to talk, and women now talking, and how women can protect themselves, and how women... Continue Reading →

‘Where are they now?’ edition

Is it a getting older thing? A life experience thing? Years pass, before you know it, decades pass. Then you start to enjoy the thought of meeting up with old friends. Old bosses. Old acquaintances. Old teachers. People who taught you. Who, today, still wouldn't laugh at you for when they knew you as a... Continue Reading →

Answer any question, honestly.

If we're being cynical, the propaganda machine is running in full force at my house. If we're being honest, I'm just trying to protect my offspring. If we're being optimistic, the hope is knowledge will lead to creative, original and practical solutions. This Yom Hashoah, Holocaust Remembrance Day, hit me hard. Harder than in years... Continue Reading →

We have a problem.

"Ima, why do adults always look at their phones?" "Oh, I... um... it's..." Because if you think kids have no self control, you're kidding yourself. Because adults have no self control. Because it gets lost over time. Because we're so misguided. Because we're just awful. Because we adults get addicted to things. Because we are... Continue Reading →

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