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I am thoroughly thankful and humbled by the Jerusalem outside my window.

Sometimes the solution isn’t about tackling the reality, but about altering what we tell ourselves about that reality.

I used to feel a slight sense of failure as I deleted the fancy dishes that never materialized. Today, I look at it as a triumph of sorts

Some people will never really get it. Perhaps, even if I explained until I was blue in the face, the apology would never come, at least not the way I hoped it would

One night, under a waning moon and clouded sky, I turned to G-d and asked if He loves me. He said, “Yes.”

I’m always running, always doing, never sitting still alone with my thoughts