Thank You for Loving Me Over the Long Haul

I’ve seen a whole lot of Valentine’s Day celebrations in my long life. Some of them have been memorable; most of them were over before they made an impact. A few were golden. Those shiny ones are fun to recall—when love was new and we were young. Sweet cards and notes, saved over the years, […]

When Deconstruction is the New D-Word

I didn’t know the divorce rate for friendships going in. I thought when you said “best friends,” you meant “forever.” Like a blood pact without the blood. My glittery puffy stickers from third grade said so, as did my half a locket buried in a box. Friendships were supposed to last through it all. I […]

Back When I Knew Everything

I met Ron when I was 19. We worked together in a gym referred to as the “orange bubble” because of the giant orange covering over the outdoor tennis courts. Few people in town could recall the actual name of the gym, but everyone knew the orange bubble. It was my first job in the […]

Why I Keep Returning To Palestine

Why do I keep returning to Palestine? Why, for the third year in a row, do I pack and board planes and change dollars into shekels? Why do I keep coming back to this place, and not Zanzibar or Paris or Morocco? I remember a conversation I had once with the then-U.S. ambassador to Burundi […]

Coming Undone

A couple of Christmases ago, one of my daughters gave me a fun gift—a small, gray corrugated board-in-a-frame with a set of white letters and numbers that can be snapped into place to make words or short phrases. I quickly sorted through the alphabet and experimented with several different messages to mount on that little […]