“Is my mom going to be okay when I leave for college?” This must be the refrain of all those lovely children leaving for college. I see the posts. And so do they. The chorus of mamas blubbering, agonizing, crying into the memory quilt lovingly made up of all the t-shirts accumulated over the years. […]
My annual repost and update for Passover: What could be better than my beloved family (my mishpocheh) gathered ‘round, raising our glasses (again and again and again and yet AGAIN) while re-telling the story of the Exodus from Egypt? The miraculous journey from slavery to freedom. What rich memories I have of a whole bunch
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I have a husband. And I have had him for going on 46 years. (A bit longer in the biblical sense… but who’s counting?) It was a ‘meet cute’ in the 70’s when disco was the thing and Division Street was where one went to get things movin’. Divison Street… the street of loooooovve. The
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Buh-bye 2022. Hello gorgeous! THAT’S YOU 2023. Are you listening? I know you are oft depicted as a naked baby with a beauty queen sash, but please tell me you are a Mozart listening babe, able to read at a doctoral level and can brilliantly intuit the good guys from the bad. Are you a
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… and an opera singer, a detective, a novelist, an FBI agent, a tap dancer, a spy. Or so he told countless people he came in contact with over the years. He had a wicked sense of humor and loved to schmooze. He certainly had a way with waitresses and all my girlfriends. Yes, he
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I was birthed from a giggling mother. With that being said, I don’t believe there was much laughter during the actual birth … as my mom was hypnotized. So unless she was given that particular command, while spellbound, my educated guess is that she was in some dreamy, sublime state of being. The giggles most
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Don’t even think about uttering… THE “C” WORD. Although several years ago for us, I am reminded that it is that time of year for many. Time when thoughts give voice to the dubious “C” word. A word that manages to escape from many a mouth… emphatic, unpleasant, tactless… over and over again. And friends
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being the new girl in town… … was kind of a recurring theme; oft repeated and mostly neighborly. Why they practically rolled out the red carpet for me at my first apartment on East End Avenue in Chicago’s South Shore neighborhood! “So I was told.” It must be confessed that I don’t remember much about
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So my husband did a thing. A rather BIG thing. A thing where a surgeon opened up his chest, reached INSIDE with his surgeon hand and stopped his heart. A thing where two arteries and one vein were grafted to the “still” heart. It was not a fun thing, but a necessary thing and an
As a small fry I thought my parents were a bunch of know-it-alls. In a good way. I was sure they knew what to do about anything whatsoever and that their intellect was profound and limitless. I was impressed. history? They had the facts. medical issues? They handled those with utmost doctor-like confidence. my personal
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