Musings on the three most important things in my life; my husband, my kids and my Little Yellow Notepad
I keep pressing backspace; whatever I write just doesn't seem to come out right. I'll try again. He was a giant of a man. He was larger than life. He cared for everyone. It's all true. But it doesn't seem to really explain who Zaidy was. It sounds like just Anyone's biography. And Zaidy was… Continue reading My Zaidy
A piece of my heart is six hours away in a lovely campsite, enjoying a week of winter camp. On Monday I exchanged one part of my heart for another - I picked up my son and dropped off my daughter. Over the week my big almost ten year old was in camp, I scanned… Continue reading A piece of my heart is six hours away…
Once upon a time I used to like going to hotels. I liked walking into a freshly done up room that wasn't prepared by me.I loved seeing the linens that were fresh and crisp, and not because I did the laundry. I loved the freshly folded towels, not folded by me. I loved the little… Continue reading Hotels – it’s not what it used to be!
I watched the torches. 8 torches, with shining, radiant flames, parading down the street. Parading through the streets of small town, America. The streets of a city with strong values. Secular values. Ethical values. Moral values. But not known for Jewish values. But there they were. The torches raised up high. Held by the future… Continue reading Yesterday, we were all torches
Image: http://www.collive.com Today is a very difficult day. My mind is numb, my heart is numb, my entire being feels numb. A dear fellow Shlucha, Rashi Minkowitz, a young mother of a beautiful family, a young wife, a woman dedicated to reaching out to all those who came her way and share the joy of… Continue reading “…more than you’ll ever know.”
