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Tag Archives: 9/11
Friday Fictioneers: 97 Words of Grief
I have been absent and treading water: NYC, Boston, Cape Cod, Tel Aviv, Port Townsend, Bainbridge and now Denver; in the past 8 weeks I’ve been home for 4 days! Each week I see the photo prompt, delivered generously and regularly … Continue reading
If Wishing Made It So… In Remembrance of September 11, 2001
When I saw the photo prompt this week, several threads came to me. However, today, as I cleaned my deck and reflected on this day thirteen years ago, this story took root and had to be written. In remembrance of … Continue reading
Sparkle on the Water, Dust in the Wind
I am making another effort for the Friday Fictioneers… which, thanks to the patient assistance of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, the creator of FF, and Amy over at The Bumble Files, I think I finally understand. The photo prompt comes out on … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, Blog, Blogging, Death of parent, Jewish, Judaism, Life, My world, Tales From the Motherland, Writing
Tagged 9/11, death of a parent, Friday Fictioneers, Holocaust, Judaism, Tales From the Motherlaland
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There’s been a lot of news to chew on lately… stuff that’s hard to store away, and ignore. In a follow up post, I’ve written, I’d like to look at a few other things. But the death last week of … Continue reading
What seminal event from the past 20 years has emotionally affected you the most, and why?
I’m honored to be featured on the Outlier Collective today, addressing an event of the last twenty years that affected me emotionally, and why. It’s a big topic; hope you’ll stop by and check it out on the Outlier Collective. … Continue reading
Me, in the Chord of…
Play me a song, and I’ll sing it back for you. I remember songs, lyrics, tunes… they haunt me, chase me, comfort and exalt me, they define me. As a little girl, I would sing the songs I heard on … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, Daily Observations, Honest observations on many things, Musings, My world, Parenting
Tagged 9/11, aging, Arcade Fire, Coldplay, Deathcab for Cutie, grief, Howie Day, Jim Croce, lyrics/singing, Michael Jackson, music, Musings, Peter Gabriel, Peter Paul & Mary, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Talking Heads, the Cure
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