October is National Book Month, at least according to social media and all those calendars of obscure holidays. But in my world, every month is National Book Month. While I never intended (and still don't) to become a "book blogger," reading is the one thing I do consistently every single day, no matter what, and… Continue reading But every month is National Book Month!
If you've been around this blog for a while, you probably already know that fall is the most wonderful time of the year for me. My two favorite holidays - Halloween and Thanksgiving - are in the fall. I love the crisp air, wearing boots and scarves, drinking all the salted caramel drinks Starbucks can… Continue reading FALLing into a good book (or ten)
Fall is in the air. Well, OK, maybe not here in the South, but fall is in the air in my mind. I know a lot of people are motivated by January 1, but I've always been more motivated by fall. Perhaps it's having been a student and then a teacher for so many years,… Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Don't worry - you didn't sleep through the last six months of 2018. The ball hasn't dropped to usher in 2019 (though time is going so fast, I'm pretty sure it will feel like only the blink of an eye before it does!). But today does mark the beginning of a new Jewish year, and… Continue reading The year of intention
When a good friend of mine was diagnosed with a disease of the gut and had to go on an everything-free diet, I thought (okay, maybe I said aloud), "I would DIE if I couldn't eat what I wanted." You can take the girl out of drama, but you can't take the drama queen out… Continue reading Trying AIP: What I Learned in May
In Belong Magazine's inaugural issue, Alissa Circle asks, "What is blogging anyways? Does anyone really even know what it is anymore?" I've been asking this question for the last year or so, along with the more confounding (to me) question, "Is anyone who doesn't have something to sell blogging these days? My first iteration of… Continue reading Where do we go from here?
I vividly remember sitting in the car with a sweet, younger friend of mine in high school. She revealed something horrific that happened to her. As the shock wore off, I found myself questioning my long-held belief that everything happens for a reason. Reading my mind, my friend said something to me that has stuck… Continue reading It’s time to end the silence