“What do you write about?” That’s the most common question I get when I tell people I write a blog. So, the other day while visiting with Lynn at her Green Valley Lake cabin and her next-door neighbor, Katie, the question was asked. “Nothing. I mean everything. I dunno, I’m all … Continue reading
I have tried; I really have. And it’s nothing new. This has been going on since, well, ever since I can remember. Sometimes I feel like the little zebra who stands before St. Peter at the pearly gates. He says, “I’m confused. All my life I have wondered if I am white with black stripes … Continue reading
The joy is in the giving. The true giver beams as she bestows her gift upon the receiver. I witnessed this the other day. My friend, Lynn, bought me a present; a new sundress for our “girls’ ” trip to Nosara. She bought one for every girl in the group, including my mother. I … Continue reading
“Mom, are we Jewish?” asked the little Brooklyn girl. “Only on Jewish holidays when we go to Grandma’s house.” I clearly remember that conversation with my mom when I was seven years old. My best friend, Kathy, asked me if I wanted to go to Sunday School with her at the Dutch Reformed Church in Canarsie, but … Continue reading
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