When someone dies, a world of choices dies with him. A world of small and big changes that would have happened within her over time. A world of shifts and growth and transformational moments, and the kind of daily joys... Continue Reading →
Let's talk for a second about shalach manot. Most of the megillah reads like a living, writhing entanglement of power plays. From the first party (where the king, determined to show his might and wealth, decrees that everyone should celebrate... Continue Reading →
Last week's battlegrounds became yesterday's comfort zone, and yesterday's comfort zone can be a prison in disguise.
"She....You know....Takes those pills." The woman lowered her voice, and her eyes skimmed the room nervously as she spoke. Her friend merely shook her head, uncomprehending. "What pills," she asked loudly, placing her mug back on the table. "I don't... Continue Reading →