The Novelty of Being Child-Free
Last night my husband dreamt we had a child. A boy. With glasses. “I held him in my arms and wept,” he said. It was funny to hear my husband say that. For one, he is not a weeper. For two, he and I do not have children and are happy about that.
My Quest for Healthy Food
It started in 1977. I was eleven. I was spending the summer in Jerusalem, visiting my mother’s family. I insisted on staying with my grandparents while the rest of my family rented a flat around the corner.
Nature’s Prozac
Every day I come home to a pair of tiny bouncing dogs and they always make me happy. Most pet owners know this phenomenon and studies have proven it: feel-good chemicals flood the brain when we interact with our pets. That’s why I call them: Nature’s Prozac.
The Benefits of Cancer
One of my best friends is dying of cancer. Cousin David has Stage IV pancreatic cancer and the sand in his hourglass is quickly spilling down. He was diagnosed nine months ago at the age of 67 with a rare form of this deadly cancer, and bought some time with heavy-duty chemo.
Let’s Make a Deal
My Cousin David has 2-3 months to live. His pancreatic cancer has grown and spread. He was given the opportunity to participate in three different Phase One drug trials, which means the drug companies are done testing on bunnies and monkeys and are now ready to test on humans.
Heaven Tastes Like a Cinnamon Roll
I called him ‘Cousin David’ but he was more like a brother to me. He passed away January 5th, as his husband Jon and I were holding his hands, cheering him lovingly across the finish line. His death was beautiful.
Shaken, Not Stirred
When my Cousin David died one year ago today, it was a big deal. Death is always a big deal. Regardless of circumstance, death is the Big Cheese.