Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
women leak: we do not talk about our leaks: not acceptable dinner conversation: in youth I did not need extra protection, Depends, I had strong elastic muscle: now I’m told, do Kegels: surgery is an option: can we get more extreme? scientific? Pharmaceutical? when all the heart wants is a Read more
As a little girl raised in a liberal Jewish household, I never knew that, for most people, only men could be Rabbis. Likewise, I had no idea that in most households, the women were those taking care of most cleaning, cooking, and childcare. I certainly didn’t know that most moms Read more
Another senseless mass shooting, where for a few days, perhaps weeks, people will argue, discuss and voice their heated opinions on gun control and mental health, which means little to nothing to the families of the dead. They are living a hell so tragic no one can begin to comprehend. Read more
I’m in a foul mood right now, and usually, when I feel like this I want to get in someone’s face. Here’s the topic of the moment that I need to get off my chest…For the past year, and increasingly during the past week, I’ve skimmed past negative messages I Read more
Before I begin this piece about men and their sexual misconduct, I feel like I have to give a few disclaimers. First, for clarity’s sake, I must mention that numerous times throughout this piece I use the terms “male” and “man” interchangeably. With the understanding that with both terms, I Read more
We frozen women bury our cold dead in the night shivering and alone, the wolf howls above us, we cry in solitude and our tears turn to snow. But what if we turned on a lantern? What if we saw in the distance a flash of a skirt, a glint Read more
Within a country once so proud, respect and morals have fallen to the ground. Wayward children runaround, their lack of respect the new age playground. Once upon a time, sounds like the beginning of a children’s nursery rhyme, so I will spare you of your time, to forget again no Read more
On the second day of the new year, I was driving the back road from Millerton to our country home in Boston Corners. The sky was cloudy and overcast, and a dull whitish light hung over the landscape. Frost-tinged the dead straw-colored grasses in the fields at the sides of Read more