My father passed away suddenly when I was 21. That was almost 13 years ago. Father's Day has been weird ever since. Well, every day has been weird ever since. This year though, instead of memorializing my father on Father's Day—or more commonly, ignoring Father's Day altogether—I posted something on Facebook that celebrated small things … Continue reading Father’s Day, Remembering Dad
A few weeks ago I recited the Friday night Jewish prayer of Kiddush, sanctifying the Sabbath. My husband usually says it, but I was going to bed extra early so I said it for myself (I pass out early on weekends too ever since I became a mom and have a perpetual 6 am wake … Continue reading Remembering My Father’s Recitation of the Kiddush Blessing
I started writing the year after my father passed away. I had written poems and songs since I was a kid, but these writings were different. They expressed a voice inside of me that I only became introduced to after the sudden passing of my father in the Fall of 2006. I had always been … Continue reading TBT: The Backstory to My Story
There are a lot of benefits to exercise: healthy weight, lower blood pressure, help prevent disease, the list goes on. Another reason I like exercising, particularly doing Pilates and yoga, is that feeling strong makes me feel confident. My strengthened core gives feedback to my brain that I am strong, capable, empowered. When my father … Continue reading Seeking Stability in Insecure Times
Two Fridays ago, my co-workers were saying to each other, "See you Tuesday!" It was a long weekend, MLK day was the following Monday. Sometimes in life certain mundane phrases take on special meaning, and hearing, "See you tuesday!" jolted my mind into childhood memories. My dad always worked late nights—often into the wee hours … Continue reading See You Tuesday!