When you wake up in the wee hours of the morning with memories of your father doing laundry and/or watching CNN at 3 amWhen your 3 yo daughter cries to you the previous day she doesn’t want to go to school When you cuddle her so tight And you can tell afterwards that helped her … Continue reading Holding Space
Tag: grieving
Broken Post Breakup
Wash you outta my hairShow you I don’t care Bathe myself in someone elseSo I don’t know your there
Today is Tu B’Av aka Jewish Valentine’s Day
Today is Tu B'Av in the Jewish calendar. It's kind of like a Jewish Valentine's Day. But different. One, cuz it's not very well-known. Two, cuz it's entirely differently. See Wikipedia page here. How apropos hat we are currently in a theme on my blog of relationships! (Not planned, I promise!) Ok, well today, I … Continue reading Today is Tu B’Av aka Jewish Valentine’s Day
Grieving About Moving
Last month we were told our lease wouldn’t be renewed since they wanted to sell the home. Thank G-d, we found a good alternative in this quick span of time. But I am still grieving over leaving this house that we happily resided in for two years. And— I’m dreading walking down the street and … Continue reading Grieving About Moving
My Dad’s Office: Part Three
My new job is in a different state, let alone a different institution. But memories of my father's office have become more vivid in the forefront of my mind ever since I began my new dietitian/diabetes educator position 5 weeks ago. There are aspects of this job that remind me of my father even more, … Continue reading My Dad’s Office: Part Three
My Dad’s Office
If there were a way that I could put my memories of my dad’s allergy office in a chip and insert them into your brain, I would do that. But I can’t. (Nor would I want to perform such an invasive procedure on you!...) So I am left to write about it; to paint a … Continue reading My Dad’s Office
Pandemic and Productivity
When this pandemic got real and heavy social distancing measures were put in place, I was having flashbacks of how life was after my father suddenly passed away. I felt like the world stopped (in this case, it literally did) and I wanted to take a moment to just reprioritize and rethink what life was … Continue reading Pandemic and Productivity
Dream Dad
Yesterday I had a dream about my father. It’s been a while since this happened. My mom was hosting a memorial for him at my childhood home. I was on the driveway as the guests began to leave for their cars. As many people were leaving the house, my mom mentioned a young boy I … Continue reading Dream Dad
My Grandma Passed Away
Today an era ended—Grandma Edie passed away. She was my step grandmother, but having married my grandfather in the 1970s, she was my grandma my whole life. Grandma Edie was strong—physically: she loved to dance, she took Martha Graham dance classes and actually received a masters from Teachers College in physical education in the 1930s. … Continue reading My Grandma Passed Away
3-Legged Table
A few years after my father passed away, I remember feeling like my mom, brother, and I were like a 3-legged table. We had been a 4-legged table, then one leg got removed and things were shaky/unknown, but then over time I felt like we were a balanced, stable 3-legged table. We adapted. We created … Continue reading 3-Legged Table
