Both All Our Wrong Todays and my Yom Kippur reflections showed me how much more comfortable I am in my own skin I am now. That is something to be thankful for.
Yom Kippur was last week. This was the 14th year in which I have honored the holiday by reflecting on how far I’ve come and where I want to be. It is an intensely meaningful experience for me. While it is not traditional, to me it honors the tradition and marks the day as holy.… Continue reading How Far I’ve Come
With as much time as I now spend on Facebook, it is amazing how my impression of the social media giant has changed over the years. I started on Facebook back in the good old days when an invitation was required to join. (Thank you, Rebecca, for getting me through the door.) I must admit… Continue reading Facebook Impressions
Each year around this time I watch Pleasantville. There is something about the reassessment of my life that I do each Yom Kippur that draws me to this film. The annual watching was last weekend. I first saw it right after I'd decided to get a divorce. I cried at the pure pleasure of the gift… Continue reading Pleasantville Memories
As my long-time readers know, every year for Yom Kippur, I take an entire day out, rent a hotel room, and am completely alone. I spend the day assessing who I am and who I want to be and try to lay out a path that will help me become a better person moving forward.… Continue reading Begrudging Happiness
Each day before leaving work I write a message to myself reminding me of what needs to get done. It's amazing how many things completely slip my mind in the hours between leaving and rebooting my computer in the morning. As I've written about in the past, every Yom Kippur I spend as a… Continue reading Note to Self
As a person who feels comfortable living under a set of rules (I just finished reading The Giver by Lois Lowry - in honor of Banned Books Week - and ached to live in a society where all decisions - including the choice of career - were made for you … at least until I… Continue reading Spinning Tradition