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…
A wallpaper wizard
Look, it is not a lot to ask, I don’t think. After years and years and sleepless nights…
Bone Saws, Opiates & the Daily Black Pants
I have been asked to provide an update on my recovery: I knew that I was having major…
Of the Lilac Surgical Gown.
Of all the things I thought would make me happy in this life, I was completely unprepared for…
Radio silence, why I haven’t written…and the snow.
Hi there. Yes, we got back from Italy seven weeks ago. No, I haven’t written. Radio silence…yes I…
L’ultimo…the last.
The train car is almost empty. It is just past midnight. This is our last time on the…