Three AM Grief

Two years ago today, I was dancing in the kitchen while processing six boxes of apples from a local food bank into applesauce for distribution. It was the height of the pandemic, and I had somehow, in that way that is uniquely me, ended up accidentally setting up a small scale food distribution network for […]

Perpetual Motion

I’ve been struggling to get Bug an ADHD diagnosis. I think his pediatrician is one of those old school types. She’s previously told me that he needs more discipline. I’m not sure where she got the idea that I don’t run a tight ship. My kids are respectful, and we have rules and boundaries in […]

The Calming of The Raptors

  There was a time when I would have described parenting my two children as being akin to trying to herd a flock of velociraptors single file through a crowded mall on Black Friday. I’m not sure exactly when that changed, or if we’ve just given in and embraced the chaos, but the little ones […]

Rose and Halim

Let me tell you about my grandparents, Tata Rose and Jiddo Halim. They grew up in Haifa as neighbors. Jiddo’s family were Christians, and Tata’s were Jewish. It didn’t matter then. They both thought of themselves as Palestinians. Jiddo was always in Tata’s kitchen, rifling through the pantry. Their parents were friends. Jiddo called Tata’s […]

On Community

We can’t survive without a community, and the single most powerful act of compassion we have at our disposal is our willingness to risk everything to keep each other afloat. In a society where we often find ourselves subjugated, alone, and struggling, our most powerful weapon is our willingness to love each other.