On a day like today I could fly to the stars Take a walk on the moon Have a dance across Mars I could play in a puddle Or skip through the flowers Roll down a hill And be silly for hours I could give you my heart And show you my soul Weave your [… Read More »

You would think that after 13 years, my coping skills would be better. And yet, here I am once again, just a few days shy of January 20th, the anniversary of our firstborn’s passing, quietly (or perhaps not so quietly) struggling to maintain the remaining shreds of my sanity through wave after wave of wildly [… Read More »

I am… I am… A mother Gently pressing lips Against a little boy’s cheek As he dreams I am… Shy The quietest person In a room full of friends And yet I am… Helpful Because I want to be liked And not left out As I used to be I am… Apologetic Afraid to lose [… Read More »

For me, one of the most remarkable aspects of Facebook is that it provides so many of us with an opportunity to come full circle; to reach beyond the relatively shallow aspects of our former, younger selves and build on the relationships of our youth. We have, hopefully, shed our bitchy, divisive teenage angst and [… Read More »

With blackened wings, she takes flight Fleeing through a starless night Scattered ashes fleck the sky She is phoenix rising And in her darkness, she cries For stars burned out before their time Never had the chance to shine She is phoenix rising She knows the road to hell Of memories forced to make A [… Read More »

I can say, without a doubt, that my love of and knowledge regarding Israeli music is a direct result of my years Young Judaea‘s Camp Tel Yehudah. Every day after lunch we’d have a camp-wide sing-along, working our way through the camp songbook, calling out favorites (often by page number – such was our familiarity [… Read More »

On a drizzly Sunday morning in Niskayuna, NY, as my family and I were heading out the door to attend a picnic for my 20th high school reunion, a quick look at the news revealed that an Israeli soldier had been kidnapped. The date was June 25th, 2006. It’s been more than five long years [… Read More »

As some of you may remember, several years ago I wrote a weekly blog post for a series I called “80s Music Video Sunday“. Having grown up in the 80s, the music of that decade was the background music of my teen years – the theme music for my teenage angst, if you will. Each [… Read More »

On this, your special day Not quite your forty-third I think of all you mean to me And try to find the words I’ll write about the enemies Of distance and of time Of how we seem to beat them (And how I made it rhyme) I think of all the games we’ve played That [… Read More »

As I watch you sleeping in the night Arms wrapped around your pillow, oh so tight Little fingers clutch a furry little toy Dispelling any daytime myths That you’re not a little boy And in the darkness, you beckon me to come A frightened little boy who wants his mum Eyes barely open, I stumble [… Read More »

It’s book give-away time everyone! I’ve got one copy of the Chicken Soup book with my story in it – “Chicken Soup for the Soul – Grieving and Recovery” – up for grabs, so I’ve decided to have some fun and send it off to one lucky fan of my Facebook writer page – with [… Read More »

This past weekend was my 25th high school reunion. While I couldn’t attend (given that it was 7,000 miles away in beautiful Upstate New York), I was able to watch it unfold on Facebook through real-time photo uploads and status updates from each event. I could see who still looked fabulous and who had aged [… Read More »

I wish I had more time to tell you All the words I want to say About everything and nothing And how you make my days I wish I had more time to show you Just how much I care For even when we disagree It helps to know you’re there I wish I had [… Read More »

My story about the upcoming Karmiel Dance Festival for the Haaretz newspaper’s ESSENCE magazine supplement can be found here. Read More »

It’s hard to believe that July 8th marks 13 years since our first son was born. As I try not to think about the Bar Mitzvah we aren’t planning, my mind turns to my handsome seven-year-old. On a hot summer day two years ago (after giving it a great deal of thought), we told him [… Read More »

From out of nowhere, she came Just a picture and a name Sending words across his screen That wove their way into his dreams As did she… Now his mind is all awhirl He can’t stop thinking ’bout that girl And how she crept into his heart Just blew his sanity apart With her words… [… Read More »

Your scent fills the air Teasing my senses I tremble with desire Of one who is addicted And cannot get enough How I love To wrap my fingers Around you To bring you to my lips To inhale, to taste Oh, to feel your warmth inside me For when we are together, I feel alive [… Read More »

Bugger off, you bastards Bugger off to hell No patience for your antics Ain’t buyin’ what you sell I’m tired of pretending That everything’s okay Not taking no more crap from you So just be on your way You pull me in and make me want To give you all I’ve got You grab me [… Read More »

The time difference between Israel and the East Coast of the United States is seven hours, which means that I woke up yesterday morning to learn that Osama Bin Laden had been killed by US forces at some point during the night. This being the age of new media, it’s probably not terribly surprising to [… Read More »

At this point, I’m sure it comes as no secret to anyone that I love to write. Stringing words into sentences and stories brings me a great deal of pleasure, whether I’m doing it for work or play. Sometimes, when it comes to work assignments, I do the best I can with a subject that [… Read More »