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 ...
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WOMS: A Bride’s Guide to Marriage and Murder
Please note: this post may contain affiliate links for products I recommend. If you make a purchase through these links, at no additional cost to you, I will earn a small commission. As an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases. It's been a while since I properly shared any book review, not since my review of a non-fiction piece a few weeks ago. That said, a WOMS post is long overdue. While earlier this year I did hint at an idea I'd been toying with to diversify my WOMS posts, ...
Taking Inventory
I graduated, but it didn’t feel like quite the accomplishment. Perhaps that’s from my own lack of personal emphasis. My husband even got mad at me when I told him we wouldn't be attending, but I had my reasons, none of which were because I didn't want to go. Except leading up to the event, I wondered if I had made the right choice. I’ve been struggling these past few weeks with the dreaded oscillation of hating my day job but liking being able to pay for things. Holiday season makes it ...
Stillness of Time
It’s been a rough—weird—week. I don’t know about you, but I’ve felt like I haven’t been able to just be still; to sit and let myself expel the pent up pressures, to release the tears that need to flow, to enjoy the quiet of the morning, to allow myself to just be. You would think I’d remember to do it on Shabbat, but even that has become a day of “work” due to specific obligations, sacrifices, required of me for now. So much of my life right now is dictated by Time, I am trapped between ...
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 ...
