heartfelt

sounds like magic

At a time when headlines blare what once seemed inconceivable news, the cacophony is enough to send so many of us searching for the sounds of peace. Of quiet. Of simply a silence to the awful noise. On a recent evening when just one more newscast was one too many, B. and I looked at […]

end of the innocence

No matter how many amusing anecdotes I recount in this blog, no matter how many of life’s lighter moments I attempt to capture, no matter how hard I try to bring a smile to my readers (and to make myself laugh), it’s truly a struggle these days not to be overtaken by the times we […]

no words

In the face of the horrors of these past few days – hate-crime shootings in Buffalo and in southern California – I find myself with no words to express the fear, the sadness, the utter despair at what our country seems to have become. The fact that so much hate exists, still, after all that […]

it’s kind of like …

It’s well known that Blanche DuBois famously depended upon the kindness of strangers – and that has never been more true, it seems, than now, with strangers helping those on the other side of the world to survive. It is, however, the kindness of friends that I write about today, those who get us through […]

what the world needs now

With Valentine’s Day just around the weekend corner (the day after Super Bowl Sunday, which, in my mind, is one of the least romantic days of the year), it’s only natural that romance comes to mind. And beyond the age-old argument about Valentine’s Day really being a greeting-card-company-created holiday, I have a bigger issue to […]

love notes

When asked which city I prefer, New York, where I was born and bred, or LA, where I’ve lived for the past 26 years, my answer is San Francisco. I’ve been in love with San Francisco from the first time I visited it at age six (I even grew up to write a novel that […]

wait up

Yes, I married a younger man. B. is nine months younger than me. Exactly. Forty weeks to the day. So, theoretically, he was conceived on the day I was born (of course I know it’s not an exact science, but work with me here). I like to think that I entered the world, looked around […]

going dutch

Note: I love to write about strong women. This essay, published in its original form in Victoria Magazine in June 2018, is about my grandmother, who had the courage to come to this country from Eastern Europe a century ago – and about the love story that accompanied her here. My grandmother, Mollie, was the […]

have a heart

Some people see faces in the clouds. Others see castles (ice-cream castles, if you’re the wonderful Joni Mitchell). Still others see patterns (and fortunes) in tea leaves. Me, I see hearts everywhere. Heart-shaped leaves. A heart in the shape of a spontaneously sliced red bell pepper. Heart-shaped potato chips. (Although the champion of finding potato-chip […]