When your vision goes dark, you see the light — A few nights ago my biggest dilemma was what show to binge on Netflix as I happily lay in bed reminiscing about my day. It was a great day after all. I had my first since-pandemic in-person work event that night and I met a friend for a glass-ish of…

Quenching my desire to feel alive — Did you go to New Zealand by yourself? I can’t even drive to the airport alone without major anxiety! That was me, in my forties, until two years ago. I moved to New York from Israel when I was eight years old. This was the first time I was on…

It’s about more than sex and money; you have to talk to each other too — You meet her. You feel all the feels and all the butterflies. You decide she’s the one, put a ring on her finger, and live happily ever after. The End. And then you wake up to your cluttered home with a heap of unpaid bills, a princess in sweatpants that…

And I blamed myself — Diego (not his real name), was handsome and charming: his smile made his whole face light up, and combined with his gentle and professional demeanor (Ok, and muscles too) — he certainly caught my eye. Maybe I was too friendly, or flirty maybe? Diego is a friend of a good…

Haiku / Writing Prompt — A house, a home, is There a difference, I ask Challenge my children. A home is where our Stuff is, where we are, they say House which houses us. A home is where we Live, where we make memories Where we rest, unfold. A home is where my Vase holds sunflowers…

Bridge the gap between where you are and where you wish to be — Outside of toes in the sand, a fruity cocktail, and palm trees everywhere, when was the last time you dreamt up your dream life? Have you ever dared to truly consider what your life might be like if all the obstacles, your obstacles, were handled? Have you allowed yourself ever…

Haiku series with commentary — Just when does a house Become a home; I wonder Circled by boxes. It was our first home Post-divorce: small, old, but ours A place to call home. Home is where the heart Is, where the memories are Wherever we are. I am sitting here in my home of five…