Happy birthday, Momma. You're not here, but it's still your birthday. I don't quite understand how we got here. To this day.  Wi...

Passover hasn't been the same for my family in years. A decade - to be exact.  This year is even more difficult. I don't host a Sede...

I count the days.  They make no sense. Mere weeks ago you were commenting on Facebook posts. Texting or messaging. And now. Now I ask myself...

*source unknown* Nothing feels the same.  It's been nearly two weeks since you left us.  I hear your voice in the silence. I feel your p...

Today I leave New York for the first time knowing you're not here. I leave without having to let you know that I've landed 500 mil...