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Writing from the Heart: Yom Kippur

This is the first Yom Kippur without my sister. Yom Kippur is the holiest of all the Jewish holidays. It’s about forgiveness and repentance....

Writing from the Heart: Last resort

In 1955 in Hartford, Conn., in the middle of a raging recession, I took a sip of my last straw. I had applied for...

Writing from the Heart: Meditation miracles

In 1977, in the middle of my life, which had become an extended, ongoing crisis, I asked the owner of my favorite Indian restaurant...

Writing from the Heart: Anger

I had a son who was angry. He came out of the womb arguing with me. We called him “Last Word Dan.” It took...

Writing from the Heart: Magic eyes

In the early ’70s, there was a book being passed around in our circle of friends called “Magic Eye Beyond 3D.” Basically it was...

Writing from the Heart: Words run deep

This piece isn’t about the fact that my first affair was with a girl, although that is a fact. It’s about how one spoken...

Writing from the Heart: Truth and consequences

Did you know when you Google, your buying history is stored on the computer until you delete it? Once I learned (from a 3-year-old)...

Writing from the Heart: Rosa rugosa returns

We have a Rosa rugosa bush right outside our side door, and the first flower bloomed this morning. The initial thing that hit me...

Writing from the Heart: The good ol’ days

Ah, the good ol’ days. Who says that? I have never said those words, and I'm old enough to feel the sentiment. I can’t...

Writing from the Heart: Rude awakenings

I think I have an idea of what it might have felt like to be a Pole during the Nazi occupation. I grew up...

A most amazing mother

For the first 15 years of my life, my mother had no voice. Then, when she was 44, my father had a heart attack...

Writing from the Heart: Getting to, and from, no

I am practicing the word no. It's only two letters. It shouldn't be that hard to pronounce. But it’s not the pronunciation I’m having...

Writing from the Heart: Stormy weather

It’s pouring, and I’m listening. The sky is getting dark, and I am hoping for some thunder. Maybe even some hail. I open the...

Writing from the Heart: Show or tell

Years ago I read the biography of Armand Hammer, the oil baron. In it he said his mother always said, “Make haste slowly.” I...

Writing from the Heart: Hello, my name is Grief

My sister died on Dec. 2. A week later I was Googling houses and land for sale in Vermont. I emailed a friend and...

Writing from the Heart: Acting like neighbors

Lately I’ve been thinking about the Neighborhood Association meetings my husband and I begrudgingly attended in the early 1970s, when we moved into the...

Writing From the Heart: Valentine’s Day

I recently asked a few close friends who are in long-term marriages what they used to argue about in their younger years. One husband...

Writing From the Heart: As good as new

When I was 18, I had water on the knee, and ended up having a tendon transplant during my freshman year of college. The...

Writing From the Heart: Navigating new pronouns

Last night I was at a Zoom birthday party. In our introductions as we went around “the room” we were asked to identify our...

Writing From the Heart: Realistic resolutions

Every year I make New Year's resolutions, and every year I give them up by Jan. 6. The list has gotten shorter and shorter...
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