Behind the Book
It’s only once you’re mature and important and special that you understand the shame of being a sinner
LifeTakes
Fifteen minutes left of 5777. This quarter of an hour has been planned, written in parchment, last Rosh Hashanah
Musings
This year I’m not looking for much at all, thank goodness. You know, just health, happiness, sustenance. The usual
LifeTakes
It hovers around the room, this helplessness, this vulnerable, horrible loneliness that makes us all so human
Words Unspoken
Yes, this is a child with issues. Yes, she ran away from home. Does that make it okay for you to cut us out of her life?
Musings
I opened the cover now the way I’d greet a long-lost friend, holding my breath and wondering what I’d remember
