Is it Really all About Me?
Occasionally I catch myself being petty or selfish. I'm usually standing in my kitchen being upset about one thing or another. All of a...
Wednesday is Sunday at Our House
Last night at a wedding, I met a friend I hadn't spoken to in a long time. She'd heard I had lymphoma and that I was not doing...
Oldies, Goodies & the Art of Rebounding
This coming Shabbos, the 8th of Cheshvan, will mark six years since my mother's passing. During the two years following her passing,...
Give Me Some of That Succah Magic
For two weeks now I've been trying to get some information from my medical clinic. I began obsessing about receiving this information. ...
Hear Our Call. . . Even the Silent Ones
I’ve had this feeling the past few weeks. There is a certainty to it even though it is so deep inside that I can only sense it. I just...