We think that life is all about what we know. Where we have been and where we are now. Who we have been with and who are with now. But really, life’s true meaning comes from the unknown and can be found in the depths of the silence. Sound simple? No, it isn’t simple at… Read More ›
With just 9 hours before the new year, I head out to my favorite thinking spot. I sit perched at the window seat, inhaling the fumes of the many Starbucks aromas, with my laptop keeping the tips of my fingertips warm and the confidence that I am exactly where I should be. The original plan was that we… Read More ›
If my life were the Wizard of Oz, my sister would be Dorothy and I would be the Cowardly Lion. I resonate with his path, the journey he took with Dorothy, the fears that made him cry out loud, even when it made him feel vulnerable. I relate to his irrational fears about noises, the… Read More ›
I have never had cancer. I have not been tortured through radiation, suffered the exhaustion and breakdown of chemo, nor has death knocked at my door. Not technically, anyway. Yet I can’t seem to shake the odd feeling that I am a survivor before anyone has even told me I have anything to survive. My… Read More ›
Labor Day weekend has always been a big deal in our family. I suppose it is in most families, signifying the end of summer fun, a reminder of school bells waiting as the leaves begin to fall, and the end of several months where families make time to be together. Not sure why we don’t make time… Read More ›
Many called her legendary Ellie because she did what most could not: Create a full and colorful life with Stage IV Pancreatic Cancer. We simply reaped the benefits by listening to the doctors month after month say, “and the miracle continues.” I often told her that if Oprah got wind of her miracle of life,… Read More ›
How hard could it be? It was running. It wasn’t cancer, chemo, hair loss, burning of my skin, nausea or a question of my life plan. It was just running. Or wasn’t it?
Ok, so it is St. Patrick’s Day. And while I am Jewish and this is not a holiday I actually celebrate, I have been celebrating this day to honor the birth of my son for 19 years. Truthfully I don’t know much about the meaning of St. Patrick’s Day, except that I scour my closets every… Read More ›