Becoming

The kids in their early teen years get off the bus outside my window. There is snow on the ground from our first snowfall, which quickly followed the first significant leaf fall. The trees had just revealed their winter coats. We had not had time to rake. And the snow came down anyway, accumulating quickly. […]

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Committed

Today marks my second writing appointment. It’s on my calendar now for Fridays at 9:00 a.m., a parting gift from the NYC writer’s workshop I attended two weeks ago. But I am so tired and fuzzy and unclear what to write. There are so many shoulds in my brain right now. There’s laundry heaped high […]

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Inside Your Pages

Last week, I read some bad news about my college, as if I needed some bad news to add to all the other bad news. Every time so many of us have turned on NPR or scrolled through our newspaper feed, we see something terribly shocking. We see something we didn’t think was possible, like […]

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So That Happened, Now Move On

It was one of those days where your morning goes well. Say, you are a teacher, and that first class was the kind you wish for each day, the one wherein students can’t stop talking and debating about an issue. The best. Days. Ever. For teachers. Then, your next class wasn’t very engaged in the […]

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Inside the Marriage Walls

At the inn where my husband and I just celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary, there was a dead moth on the window sill inside the tiled shower, a closet-size space somewhat narrow and long, with a bright smudge of light coming through the opaque window on the wall opposite the shower head. The moth, such […]

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The Month of Hurricanes

My husband and I got married in the month of hurricanes; that is, we married in September, ten years ago. I’ve always had a an aversion to stormy weather, but the Jewish New Year and the beginning of fall, with its early leaves that turn colors and drop, have special places in my heart. Of […]

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Breaking the Mold of Shame

It’s the Saturday before the fall semester begins. And I sit here typing as I listen to the late summer music: cicadas chanting, lawn mowers buzzing, neighborhood children faintly laughing. Eric and Asher are out at their newfound parent-child karate class, so I have time alone to process the upcoming weeks and months ahead. As […]

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