In late November 1986 I was a young and very naïve 17-year-old girl. I had been dating my first serious boyfriend for a few months and we had begun discussing the idea of taking our relationship to the next level. It was now time, I had no choice but to share my secret.
Give Yourself Permission
Let’s know ourselves enough to feel content with how we spend our time and not make ourselves feel guilty. We already know deep down and have the right to say yes or no, to give ourselves permission and not have to wait on someone else to say so.
The Missing Gifts
Every Christmas is different, and this year will be no exception. I’m good with a departure from turkey, and am open to coconut milk eggnog. But of course, adapting to change doesn’t always come easy, especially when love is involved.
I Am of the Human Race
Take pride in who you are and where you come from. Remember to give the same treatment to the people you encounter every day.
Dear Mr. Trump
How could you tell a child that discrimination has sides, that the Nazi flag flown in Charlottesville, Virgina had sides. So wrong, so very wrong. You and I, me and you, we are also Hebrew – you should feel that in your soul’s fire, deep within where God lives in us all. I am begging you, hear him too.
The Whirlwinds of Change
It feels like only yesterday that I was wearing acid-wash jeans, life was all about the weekend and my collection of mix tapes was growing by leaps and bounds. I’m turning how old??
The Burning Life
Suddenly you see so clearly how the world is filled, every single square inch of it, with tiny blossoms.
It’s Time to Re-Define My Measuring Stick
As another new year begins, the need to strike a balance between past and present emerges once again.
Aleppo
So we don’t help, we forget, we let things be. We ignore the children.
Remembrance Day
She told me all the things I needed to know and hear. A dying man needed to know he’d be remembered.
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