I was looking for an adventure, so I had 6 kids
I’ve been thinking about how time flies. My kids do and say things sometimes that remind me of the beauties of my childhood. The innocence, and trust in life, laughing till soda squirts out of your nose. It still happens, (minus the nose squirting, lol) but when we were kids I don’t think a day … Continue reading How PPD saved my life
It’s been a while since my last post. Truthfully, I’ve been putting it off. I find that while I write these blogs I re-live them. Even though months have passed since it all went down, it pains me to dive into the abyss that I felt during that time. ‘Q’ is for quiet I always … Continue reading Finding the light at the end of the tunnel
We interrupt our scheduled depressing program for a lighter piece (hopefully lol). We will resume the tear jerking after this brief message… When I was little I remember having two ideas of what love was supposed to be. The kind my parents had, and the kind you see in Disney movies. My parents love always … Continue reading ‘What’s love got to do with it? ‘
I’ve never had a good memory, but once in a while I hear a song, or a smell crosses my path and it triggers vivid memories. Hearing ‘California love’ can actually put me in the passenger seat next to my big sister Chana, driving with the windows down and the music blaring. The smell of … Continue reading ‘P’ is for PPD
Now I know my A,B,C’s continued… “G” is for God… please help me I believe prayers should come from the heart. My concept of the ‘Siddur’ (prayer book) is that it’s a tool manufactured to help us find the words to communicate with God. A way to make sure we cover all that we are … Continue reading ‘Next time won’t you sing with me?’
