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a save point

This week is Shabbat Shuvah, the Shabbos that occurs in between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur. In English, it is the Shabbat of Return. It is a pause in the middle of the days of awe, the days of repentance. (It is also the twentieth anniversary of the September 11th attacks, but there are a […]

some reflections

Six days after my thirtieth birthday. There’s nothing actually different about thirty, but… At the same time, everything is different, in the way that things are different from one day to the next, from one week to the next, from one month to the next. From one year to the next. I was working on […]

time and grief

Quick note: Although I’ve done my best to be careful in the language that I’ve used, this post contains discussion of suicide. This weekend marks thirteen years, by the Jewish calendar, since my best friend killed himself. I was seventeen at the time; he was three years ahead of me and had gone off to college […]