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Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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I’ve been traveling, and editing my novel, and not blogging a whole lot. But, I read this amazing post by John Pavlovitz, who often thinks things I think too. So I’m sharing it. I sit right in the middle of … Continue reading
I decided to go to the March on Washington, as a promise to myself that I would never let hopelessness define me again. This past Election Day I woke up, literally and figuratively, to the realization that as a 53-year-old … Continue reading
I’m sitting on a plane, flying from Tel Aviv, Israel–– after visiting my daughter, son-in-law and my beautiful 17-month-old grandson. Leaving them is always brutal. While I’m there, I lose myself in a beautiful world of baby laughter, love and … Continue reading
I am writing this and posting, but know that I’ll have little chance to read and comment on other stories this week. Thursday is my final day with my gorgeous grandson, before I leave Tel Aviv (Friday) and head for Washington, … Continue reading
Note: This post has taken me nearly two months to write. It has been percolating in my head, in my dreams, in my thoughts, since the events that prompted it. I didn’t want to write it, until I felt ready, … Continue reading
My daughter, Principessa (*not her real name), has been living in Israel for the better part of the past three years; in September of the this year she made it official and got her citizenship. Some of you have read … Continue reading