Blue Grace
Episode 23. Blue Grace. It was Grace. It was pure, unadulterated grace. Like the old-fashioned kind. The Gift…
O Pandemic Wedding, O Happy Day
(This piece was debuted at Whiskey & Words, Madison, Wisconsin, October 21, 2021 for The Madison Reading Project)…
Wedding Bells & The Blue Shoes
I am not the first to write about a wedding and neither will I be the last. My…
Remarks from MJAL Candlelighting December 13, 2020
We fly together through the darkness, holding onto the window…
The Hanukkah of Fire & Light.
It was a hundred years ago and it was ten. It was a time when the world was a certain way — before it became a different kind of world, a certain other kind of way.
The Hot Sauce Bride: a memorial.
I cooked obsessively during the funeral. If you stop, you know — and look at the screen…then the…
Prayer & Healing & Not Always Fixing
‘….we kept talking about it while going down the elevator. In fact, we couldn’t stop talking about it…’
Il blu — and the parrot.
Faccio un casino. I am a bit of a mess. Time zones, eh. I am meeting B, of…
The return – il ritorno.
Sono tornata. I have returned. It doesn’t seem normal to me to walk down the streets of Milano…
Sajid.
It was the most indulgent of rides. We scheduled a three-stop-transport…from upper Brooklyn down to his neighborhood…and then…
How Matzah Made My Dog Love Me Again.
“I would imagine us at the fair, walking hand-in-paw, sharing an ice cream…carrot, of course.”
The Snow Cake
“They were the same little people whose snowy socks went around and around my dryer…”
Of fireflies & darkness.
There once was a five-year old boy. It was summertime — and of course — there were fireflies.…
The Elk & the Eruv
A few years ago, when our three kids were teens and older, we decided to take them all…
Craving the Shredded Potato
Months ago, before my surgery, we had dinner at an Asian restaurant with a Chinese friend, M. She…