Outside of the Lines: Welcome to Algeria

Somehow, I manage to stay out-of-the-way while everyone gets their luggage from overhead. There are no lines or orderly presentation here. As I watch the plane full of people slowly make their way past me, fictitious stories of their lives play out in my head. The young boys. Have they just come back from Paris or … Read moreOutside of the Lines: Welcome to Algeria

One Week Down and I’m Happy

I feel like maybe my words are coming back to me after so long and that makes me happy. It’s a relief because writing is how I deal with my emotions. It’s cheaper than a therapist that’s for sure. And I can take it anywhere I go in this world. Which is how I ended up … Read moreOne Week Down and I’m Happy

Please Forgive Me: An Open Letter to My Son

The sun shone brightly in my window this morning waking me from a fitful sleep. Once again, I struggled all night to find peace beneath the blankets. My life; our lives have always been in disarray since you came into this world and I’m so very sorry for that. I’d like to say I did … Read morePlease Forgive Me: An Open Letter to My Son

You Don’t Have To Be Scared

A stranger told me I should talk to you. My first instinct was to scoff and ask, “Why?” Then he insisted. This time my thought was, “I’ve tried to talk to her before and the conversation just doesn’t flow.” Before you start sulking away and feeling sorry for yourself, hear me out. You are hard … Read moreYou Don’t Have To Be Scared

The Countdown You Didn’t See Coming

It’s been exactly 100 days since our first date. I bet you didn’t know there was a countdown going on. I should have seen this coming.  After all, everyone I give my friendship and heart to eventually leaves. Well most of them that is. You however stuck around for a while. You also lied. Maybe … Read moreThe Countdown You Didn’t See Coming

Kaddish for a Past Life

“Kaddish for the past,” she whispers to herself.  The grass is green, the breeze warm and the dress. A simple light blue, ankle length piece of material that seems to own her. Her hair blowing about her face with no particular direction in mind. She smiles as she looks down at her bare feet and … Read moreKaddish for a Past Life

A Lost Past Pays a Visit

I first see him in the dairy section of the grocery store, perusing the shelves of milk. Shaking his head ever so slightly I know exactly what he’s thinking. He looks a little lost. Edging my cart closer I maneuver to the side as if to pass except I stop behind him, pretending to look … Read moreA Lost Past Pays a Visit

Taking Stock of Your Pantry in Relationships

Lately I’ve been thinking about human relationships. Last night while in bed I was trying to think of an analogy that would be easy for anyone to understand. It didn’t take long for me to come up with one that even I could grasp. I’ve written about relationships and friendships before.  Anybody who knows me personally, knows that I take … Read moreTaking Stock of Your Pantry in Relationships