As a little girl, every time someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up I always answered the same, a Mother. At Shul, when mothers had their babies with them, I was the first to run and offer help. I loved babies. Loved them. Ian and I were married February 1st … Continue reading Little kid, little problems. Big kids, big problems.
Scar noun A mark left on the skin or within body tissue where a wound, burn, or sore has not healed completely and fibrous connective tissue has developed. Scars. We’ve all got them. Some physical and some emotional. These marks are reminders of our adventures, sickness, risks taken, and faith. Scars can haunt us, bringing … Continue reading The choice of having scars
A couple of weekends ago Ian and I went away. Thankfully, the beautiful country we live in has beautiful little getaways very close to home. Romantic, huh? Well it was. Butttttt, let me tell you. Going away for a day and a half has its price. The piper was getting a wicked bonus from me. … Continue reading Paid In Full
Today is my Birthday. It’s been a year since the PPD took control over me. A year since the exorcism was performed on me by modern medicine, and thank Gd, successfully guiding me out of the hell I was in. It’s been a year of elation and suffering, love and torment. Normally I love birthdays, … Continue reading Happy Birthday To Me
We made “Aliyah” in 2011. When translated, “Aliyah” means to ascend in Hebrew. Moreover, it means we uprooted our family and decided to leave the good ol’ USA and move to Israel, the land of milk and honey. We left behind loving family, friends and many comforts that most people would rather not live without. … Continue reading Israel, Our Journey Home