Was I married, I asked. Did I have kids? This was not a given in my 11th grade mind. And amazingly, baruch Hashem, I can smirk at that now
Talking to the wall takes the pressure away. It’s the key to fewer power struggles. “I’m not talking to you, Miriam! I’m just explaining it to the wall”
And so we moved out of town. Said goodbye to all the comforts I took for granted. Goodbye to everything familiar and delicious
As morning stoked light and warmth into the earth, I looked up once more, into the glow of golden sun, and told G-d that now I understood
If it was a matter of right or wrong, it would be simpler. But nothing is right or wrong these days; everything has six sides and three opinions
What are the things that I desperately hang onto, not knowing their worth or what binds me to them?
