How could I go without music for an entire year? I can barely make it through sefirah! How could I miss my granddaughter’s musical? I knew music was a no-no, and that would be the toughest test.
Was my child the only black-and-white thinker in the class who would be devastated when a gold-laden structure failed to descend from Heaven?
I know most siblings argue and even fight at least at some point in their lives, but I can’t imagine they do it as much as my children. Especially on vacation.
My speech was slow and slurred, and the midwife just patted my arm kindly, pitifully, and said it’s okay. Only it wasn’t.,
As we crossed the living room threshold, we were greeted by a jungle. A multitude of pots and planters filled with clambering flora.
