Sometimes the silver lining is hidden in a cloud of Vicks.
I never expected to feel whole again standing at Ground Zero. Then this year I looked up.
After the life-changing experience of reuniting with my family, life is now sweeter wherever I may be. The takeaway from the 10-year anniversary of my blog.
Waking up on 9/11 and not realizing it’s 9/11 is a joyful thing. It’s worth remarking on–and holding onto.
So if I had the past 11 years to do over again, would I do them over? Or would I just fly over Chicago?
My ninth blog anniversary arrives with old wishes granted. If only I still wanted them.
Every Chicagoan has a list in their head of friends and family who left this city to be successful in other places. But does everyone leave willingly, or does Chicago not understand the value of holding on to its own talent?
Rabbinical school. Public transit. Jewish legitimacy. And something you’re not expecting. There’s been a lot of rearranging this month. Let’s talk about who I am–and what I’m gonna be.
The Wisconsin State Fair in Milwaukee is always 11 days over the first two weeks of August. My birthday is always in the first week of August. Truly, it is a match made in heaven.
The part I’ve feared would never happen about a.) becoming Jewish, and b.) going to rabbinic school is coming to pass. I’m starting to understand spoken Hebrew.