I remember first feeling that my views about religion might be different when we began learning Greek mythology in the fifth grade. When my Latin teacher taught us about Hades, she asked us to relate the lesson to our own lives by drawing what

My mother is still terrified that I'm going to become an alcoholic, apparently. When I was growing up, she made it very clear to me that alcoholism was something that ran in the family, that my father was an alcoholic, and that I should never ever start drinking myself. That… Read full post »

The day before I collapsed on the floor of my gynecologist's office with a blood pressure reading of just 85/40, my fiance left New York for Fort Benning, Georgia to start Army infantry basic training. After that, he was going on to Fort Bragg, North Carolina to try out for… Read full post »

I left New York for Berlin on September 21, just a few days after the Occupy Wall Street movement first broke ground in Zuccotti Park.  At the time, the protests were still in their infancy; it was hard to tell where exactly they were headed, if anywhere at all. 

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I first noticed it on the evening of Andy S---’s bar mitzvah. It was bluish-black, a rounded growth on the smooth skin above my left shoulder blade – most memorably, it clashed awkwardly with the spaghetti-strapped Hawaiian print dress that I had picked out for the occasion. It wasn&rsq… Read full post »

The moment my fiance left New York City for Army basic training in Fort Benning, Georgia, I went numb. In his absence, there was suddenly a nameless weight grounding me firmly in my new reality as an unwilling Army wife-to-be, reluctant and alone in Manhattan.

My experience with the Army… Read full post »