Year: 2008

I Remember the Stones

They were everywhere along the journey. Braiding water in Goshen, Virginia before the sunrise and again in the afternoon, Peg on her rock outpost, taking pictures from the shore. Under the dense cover   of trees, down from the road where traffic only occasionally passed, we read poems and wrote them and smiled into the sun. My fingers over the… Read more →

The Gloaming

When I was a kid, I hated Sunday nights. Back then, Sundays were an empty time when many stores were closed and no good TV shows were on. That night, as I got into bed early in preparation for school the next morning, I felt sad and lonely, even with my family in the adjacent rooms. Saturdays I anticipated eagerly.… Read more →

Rain to Snow

In the afternoon, I stepped foot beyond the curtain to find two curly-haired men smiling. I handed them the information and then, in the glorious and unexpected sunshine, strolled through invitations and colors. After dinner, the stroll in the rain was nice. We laughed those belly laughs of childhood, before everything became so hard. We had met so many years… Read more →

Impact

What impprint are you leaving on this world? she asked him. What are you doing to make the world better? “Maybe I’ll just have to be concerned about the impact I make on my kids,” he said. “Maybe that’s my legacy.” You can’t make your children your purpose or your focus, she said. And there was no reply. She saw… Read more →

Empty Closets

Last night, Avy began moving out. He scooped up his hanging clothes and piled them in his truck to take to his parents’ house, where he’ll be staying until he finds a place of his own. I was relieved. Finally, I thought! Until I went upstairs and peered into our walk-in closet. At his end of the closet, it was… Read more →

How to Translate Middot

At my children’s private Jewish school, certain acts earn the designation of middot tovot, which translates roughly as “good traits.” It’s a big deal to get a middot tovot, since the principal signs a certificate of recognition for a specific behavior and doles out Laffy Taffy (an absolute bane of motherhood as far as I’m concerned – can’t he give out… Read more →