My grandmother was my best friend and today, one year since she died, I am reflecting what she left me with. When I was a little girl, [...]
My grandmother, like any self-respecting Jewish grandmother, gave me lots of advice. Lately, I am on a mission to act on it because as she told me, [...]
Today, on the Hebrew date of the 6th of Iyar, is my grandmother’s second yartzheit (anniversary of her death). At her funeral, my brother-in-law Daniel Machlis said, [...]
Tonight is Passover. Passover is the time we celebrate the Jewish people’s freedom from slavery in Egypt. It is the second one I am celebrating without my [...]
When my grandmother was in Auschwitz, she got a pretty tattoo. I know I shared this story before but it one I keep going back to, the [...]
Dear Bobby, Today, February 1, you would have turned 98. Almost a century ago, a little redhead baby girl was born. It is the second birthday without [...]
Most Jewish grandmas I knew didn’t have tattoos. If they did, they generally didn’t sport it with pride. One Friday night, my grandmother, wearing her red wig [...]
Today I want to write about hope. Last month I wrote the newsletter and called it, “Things I Don’t Want to Write. I wrote about (no surprise [...]
Trigger Warning I don’t want to write this. I didn’t want to write my grandmother’s Holocaust story either. I take that back. I didn’t want my grandmother’s [...]
One of the most inspiring Holocaust stories my grandmother told me was the one about her Death March experience. At the end of the war, as the [...]
Over the past few years, summers meant spending a week in the Catskills with my grandmother. Since we were living together for the week, I would take [...]
Lately I have been thinking about choice. (I know, I know, let’s dive right in). It sometimes feels like we don’t really have a whole lot of [...]
My grandmother was my best friend and today, one year since she died, I am reflecting what she left me with. When I was a little girl, [...]
