I need to begin with a bit of background.  It will be brief to condense what could easily become a rather long, emotional rabbit trail, but it will help to set the scene.  The year Shay entered Grade One and Koby started Kindergarten was a tough one.  We had moved three times in under a…Read more »

Sins of the Fathers

Sins of the Fathers[1] The rays of Easter sunrise still shine through the outstretched arms of invitation. The light still shines in the darkness, and the darkness can not extinguish it. Yet this week, the cold fingers of darkness still sent a shiver. Innocence silenced, as fuel, devoured in fires of consumption. I read the…Read more »

Spring Break?

Before beginning the story, I would like to point out that prior to the experience I am about to recount, I had been home alone with my sick children for seven (7) days. The only time in those seven days we had left the house was to get groceries, and anyone who has gone grocery…Read more »


I am a Mom.  By virtue of the fact that I have borne four wonderful children and am responsible, together with my husband, for their care and upbringing.  But sometimes, in those crevices of the mind where doubts and worries lurk, I suspect I’m unworthy of the title.  I love my children dearly and want…Read more »