She thinks of words that never were said Of phrases and thoughts still trapped in her head Of gestures and opportunities lost Of wasted chances and emotional cost She thinks of the memories spanning so many years Of laughter and joy, and yes, even tears Of fun and of games, [Read More]
When I heard that the wife of one of my brother’s oldest friends had lost a child, I sent a carefully [Read More]
Several weeks prior to Passover, my editor at Haaretz contacted me with a story assignment – profiling [Read More]
I want to get lost with you At that moment when the sun goes down Colors dance without a sound Across the sky [Read More]
More than 25 years ago, I spent my gap year in Israel on Young Judaea‘s Year Course program. One month [Read More]
Since this current round of fighting began, I’ve been overwhelmed by the concern shown in emails, messages [Read More]
