I’m a mother or twins . They are 27 years old. Our son Daniel has special needs; our daughter is not affected . We…
Parenting the parent
I am 46 and the only child of a holocaust survivor dad, who was 48 when I was born, and a mum who was 37…
Dating outside the Jewish bubble
About a year ago I went on a Bumble date. It wasn’t my first, I had been on a few before after moving from…
Celebrating Being a Mother
I have been asked what my ideal Mother’s Day would be. That is a tough one for me to answer because I have never…
They aren’t my grandparents, I’m adopted
I was four years old when I was told that I had been adopted when I was a baby. Not that a four year…
indie rock in the city of love
I was floating down the streets of Paris at 40 kilometres per second, my arms straining against his denim jacket, laundry powder and cigarette…
Why I Love to Dance
Dancing is my passion, my hobby. Dancing is an integral part of my life. It does more for me than any medicine, treatment or…
Adoption: It Was The Only Option Left
“I met you on March 23, 1996.” I dropped the card and began to cry. I knew immediately it was from my daughter, April,…
Matriculation
I learn you again, after long separation. Time, space — matrices that germinate knowing. My loss becomes gain after patient gestation. Home study – is it work, or vacation? Unwanted confinement, or respite from going? You reclaim me after long separation . Since your bar mitzvah I’ve been a way-station, A hot meal bolted, a quick
Here I Am
Intimacy is a scar Wrapped around the boy’s arm, A motorbike accident, I touched it, He hates it. I wanted it to be something…