Prayer is something that I both enjoy and resent. I was attracted to it as a child, and in 8th grade committed myself to praying twice a day on Sundays, as was our practice in the Jewish day school I attended. In 10th grade, I took on the 3rd prayer session (Maariv), having recited it … Continue reading The Evolution of My Relationship to Structured Prayer: Childhood vs. Adulthood

This morning I was texting with a friend of mine. We were catching up on our mutual struggles with regards to our respective family's financial needs and related job hunts. Holding down a job is hard, but searching for a new job can be even harder. Working long hours at a job is hard, and … Continue reading But This Was Sunday

It’s been a while since I’ve written. Luckily, much like an old friend, I can return to writing with the sense that I am picking up right where I left off—feeling the flow of my inner voice with the same level of ease as I always have. Working in a baby room, I often hear … Continue reading You’re OK!