15 years ago, I landed at Ben Gurion airport and a Russian-accented משרד הפנים rep told me I’ve been spelling my last name wrong my entire life as he prepped my paperwork. Last night, I was helping my son with his math homework in averages and after puzzling over the inaccurate wording of this problem, […]
What happens after the last baby? Why is it so disarming? And why do so many of us go through it while feeling so alone?
Everything feels stuck. Every post on my feeds is “hoping for the best, but…” “I didn’t know what to do, so I just…” “well, nothing’s going to make a difference, so…” I sense the stuckness in the street, I sense the stuckness at work, I am pounded over the head with the stuckness over social […]
This may be my longest stretch of not writing here. For the sake of breaking that streak, just some quickies. Give me a month to collect some thoughts and come back. Town life If I’ve changed over the last ten years, it’s not at the same pace or degree as my ‘village’ from what seems […]
In December 2018, I watched an episode of RuPaul’s Drag Race, a decades-old reality show featuring a competition for drag queens. The episode was a doozy to start with, because the week’s challenge was to not dress up in glamour but dress down – as nude women. This set me off on what became an […]
It gets harder every year. Yom HaShoah. Yom HaZicaron. Every year the ticking accelerates. Every year I realize all over again how important it is to not take any of it for granted. Every hug, every cuddle. Every whispered secret. Every question. Every silent moment, holding hands. Feeling up-down-up-down of a tiny chest against my […]
Yesterday two men from a neighbouring town and vastly different demographic approached me to ask for directions in my town. One did not look me in the eye as he spoke to me, but looked at the ground, eyes nearly closed. I know why. I felt lower than low. Human contact is core to our […]
Ten things I love about you this year: 1. You read like I do. Viciously, hungrily. 2. While you’ve always had your own sense of style, it’s starting to become sharper. And you care. 3. The girls in your class respect you. Because you respect them. 4. You still find it hard to control your […]
Three is crossing the sometimes thin line between ‘noket’ and kid… There are things about you that go beyond age.