A new year has come and gone, and with it I hope the sorrows of the past. This time of year always brings with it a flood of emotions, but none are more potent than my joy mingled with grief. Last year was probably one of the most painful of my life. Even now, as I write, I’m still grieving; hoping, praying it will be fully released by the end of Yom Kippur next Monday evening, so that I may enter this new year fully revived and content. And yet, though there has been great pain, there has ...
marriage
WOMS: The Love Prescription
They never said marriage would be easy, but I also don't think when they warn you of the challenges you'll face as a new couple, those will include both a life-altering health crisis and global pandemic occurring all within the first year of said marriage. I know I've spoken before about some of the challenges my "new" husband and I have faced within the last three, going on four, years of our marriage, but I haven't, I don't think, revealed just how difficult overcoming these challenges has ...
A Diligent Heart
This past weekend, my husband and I celebrated three years of marriage, but our plans were almost thwarted. As I stood in the kitchen stuffing my face with a sufganiyot donut for a snack before we left to run our last bit of errands, I heard my husband grunt. It was more of a growl. Like an animal in pain. He did not howl nor scream. He's as tough as the nails he hammers every day at work, but that growl was loud enough for me to hear it through our closed front door, the living room, and ...
The Terrible & the Beautiful
While we were away, attending my sister-in-law's wedding, there was one moment from that entire experience which resonated with me the most having now returned to my "normal" life. It was the night before the wedding. Another set of family members had arrived to find their awaiting accommodations in the cabin we all stayed at infested with ladybugs. In the chaos of trying to find them alternative accommodations, especially as the evening drew to a close with the final moments of preparation ...
Lovesick
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. I think it’s desperation. Maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration, or an unattractive perspective. After all, are we not enough on our own, a whole person without need of another to complete us? Why then is there this agonising desperation that comes along when someone you’re close to—whether spouse or friend—is missing? If we are complete, why feel the sting of loss? Why desire? Why need? Why love? These musings come to me after enduring ...
