Joy

Joy, Love, Mindfulness, Women / 03.01.2018

Getting lost as a child is terrifying. Being lost as an adult is paralyzing. After one of the happiest moments of my life – at our boys’ B’nai Mitzvah – I looked at my reflection having no idea who the person was staring back at me. She smiled but it wasn’t genuine. She laughed but it was forced. She was going through the motions of living without feeling. Who was she and where did I go?   "I looked at my reflection having no idea who the person was staring back at me."   We wait our entire childhood to grow up, gain responsibilities,...

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Family, Joy, Love / 12.12.2017

The splinter was a few inches long, having torn through the sheer stockings, and lodging itself deep within the skin of my right foot. Two slices of our wedding cake sat next to me while my father-in-law (inaugurated within the last eight hours), meticulously and carefully, using very sharp tweezers, extracted the wood shard from his only daughter-in-law’s foot. My mother-in-law stood watch holding onto rubbing alcohol and cotton balls, awaiting instructions to “clean the area”. “Why should cake go to waste while I just sit next to it?” I thought, as I picked up one of the slices to consume....

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