Sometimes I just don’t notice. I don’t notice all the good, all the simple joys, all the smiles. Some days, the complaints roll more quickly off my tongue than the praise. The day’s outtakes play back, instead of the day’s highlight reel. All that isn’t is easier for me to…
I am not a patient person. When I decide that I want something, I want it on my terms and on my timetable. I am a proactive, go-getter of sorts so when I set my mind to something, I expect to put in the work and then get the results.…
“Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.” – Oliver Wendell Holmes Every time I open the squeaky screen door to my grandparent’s lake cottage, I feel a little bit like I am stepping back in time. Part of me feels like…
A little more than five years ago, one of my worst fears became a reality and my life was changed. I was changed. There are a million ways that we deal with heartache and disappointment, each personal and unique and almost beyond words. Today I’m over at Mamalode trying to…
As a kid, I lived in my swimming suit during the summer. I joined swim team when I was 7 years old so, when I wasn’t running through the sprinkler in the backyard or jumping off the diving board at the outdoor pool, I was in my swimming suit learning…
I am happy to feature the writing of Samantha Brinn Merel today. She is one of my favorite writers, so I was thrilled when she agreed to guest post to share some of her Shabbos memories. ****************** It is one of my very first memories. Friday afternoon. The sun is…