Yesterday, this pictures in my Facebook memories took me back so clearly to the feeling of being an exhausted young mom. I actually recall that I wrote a blog about the picture on that day, July 6, 2011. *********************** In the blog I wrote: This afternoon Matan was bugging me to take him to the… Read More Inflatable Wisdom From a Reflective Mom
One of my friends has been creating poetry modelled after famous poets. We’ve been having a bit of a poetry face-off on Facebook, writing these poems and having fun. I’ll share a few later. The poetry writing sparked an idea to write about one thing from my childhood, and this is what appeared. I hope… Read More The Dictionary in the Center of the House
“I got it, Eliav!” “Oh my gd. Are you sure Mommy? You actually got it?” “I’m positive.” If someone had told me before I became a mom that I’d be this excited about capturing an 8th grade basketball player in action, I would definitely have told them that their crystal ball needed some shining. But,… Read More My Day With Bronny and LeBron James
“Do not press me to leave you, to turn back from following you, for where you go, I will go and where you sleep, I will sleep; your people is my people and your Gd is my Gd. Where you die, I will die and there I will be buried.” The Book of Ruth For… Read More Saying Goodbye to My Rockstar
My grandfather is being buried as I write these words, and I’m 9000 miles away, thinking about him and missing my family so very much. I spoke with my mom briefly before she headed out to the funeral home, and she told me that my grandmother, my Nana, wasn’t going to the funeral. She is… Read More Saying Goodbye
