I’m sure there are many of us who while experiencing a life threatening ordeal question our feelings about death. The Lady of Shalott by Henry Peach Robinson (1830-1901) (labeled for reuse) I remember my fear of dying during my first few months after my brain bleeds. Each seizure scared me—would this one kill me? Every … Read more
“I was particularly riveted by the chapter on your scars. You suddenly went through this period when you had to see them.” Kit surmised that my journey was not only of healing, but also of acceptance. “Would you talk about that a little bit?” As Kit spoke, as if on its own accord, my hand … Read more
I paused at the bottom or the steps to the beach—nostrils flaring, I inhaled deeply, relishing the salt air as it filled me entire being. Dad contemplated the watermarks on the wall. “Look how high the water reaches at high tide.” I’d heard the waves pounding at the sea wall the previous evening. On our … Read more
I pointed. “I wonder what that is.” then realized—crickets, very dead. Fried? Grilled? How would you eat them? As a garnish? In a sauce over rice? A snack, like sunflower seeds? Instead of the eeew I expected from my inner voice, I heard myself wonder whether crickets are kosher. After all, locusts were. Only then … Read more
She smiled. “So, when’s your next trip?” I thought for a brief moment. “Well, I’m going to Israel next week—it’s our spring break…” She nodded. I thought some more. “And a the end of May, I’m off to New York for the Book Expo America. You know… for the book…” I grinned, a tad embarrassed. … Read more
A lush Wandering Jew plant dominated my kitchen window sill. A dusting of silver on the leaves lent a light sheen to the stripes of deep magenta and pale teal. The plant kept sending magenta tendrils up and down the window and cabinets. I was constantly working to discourage it from spilling into the sink … Read more