Living. A whole year later.

I realized, earlier today, that it has been about a year since I returned from my wriatus and began blogging again on this site with my "Hard Story", before I knew to call it that; before I even know what "it" was. For some reason I had thought that my first post back was my ...

A great miracle happened t(here).

There is this thing that happens as you grow up; your family traditions stop being the rituals you have customarily shared with your parents and elders, but they start to evolve, slowly, into things that are perhaps unique and new. Last night was the first night of Hanukkah. Instead of celebrating with parents or family members or friends, ...

This thing that happens.

There's this thing that happens with your dear mommy friends. You have babies and you don't know what the hell you're doing, so you lean on each other. You make calls like "Do you think it's OK to feed the baby a stage 3 food a week early?" or "Is it OK for the baby to sleep in ...

Spring Break.

Please hear me as I say, loud and clear, I love my children. I live for them. I miss them when they are not with me. When I dine at a restaurant without them, I feel like something is missing. When I pick up my daughter from school each day, I exhale, feeling peace that we are reunited. ...