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It’s been 8 years today, since my mother died. Eight years ago today, at this very minute, I was at a bat mitzvah, and my mother had been dead for six hours. A lot’s happened since then. My impressions of … Continue reading
Today, I’m asking you to go somewhere else, to read Tales From the Motherland. This is my first original Huffington Post piece– the first time I didn’t write it here first, and repost it there! So, please head over to … Continue reading
The blues have been creeping up on me for a couple of weeks. Can’t really share all of the reasons, as some of them are not mine to share… but they’ve been shared upon me. Funny how that works. That … Continue reading
Spoiler alert: Family members– Do not read this post until after Christmas. Or, do not read the last paragraph. I can’t stop you of course, but I for one still believe in Santa, and I think you’d rather be surprised. … Continue reading