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Reflections

Finding our Jewish roots through nature

ON A hot August day in 1959, I sat cramped in the back seat of our Thunderbird between suitcases, pillows and my annoying 13-year-old brother for what seemed like the...

Grief and I

husband Ray died on June 15, 2015, exactly three years, seven months and six days after he was diagnosed with lung cancer. Since that hot Tucson day in June, I have...

L’Chaim: To your health!

I CONSIDER myself a fairly educated person when it comes to medical issues. True, I am not a doctor, although I often make recommendations to my family and friends as...

Shiva is an unexpected guide to life

My husband Ray died on June 15, 2015, exactly three years, seven months and six days after he was diagnosed with lung cancer. From the beginning, we were a team...

The Widows Club

When my beloved husband of 32 years died after battling cancer for three-and-a-half  years, family and friends did their best to comfort me. It didn’t take more than...

To regret or not to regret

When my husband, Ray, was diagnosed with cancer almost four years ago, we became a team, determined to face the challenge of living with cancer head on. From the onset,...

If a tree falls in the forest…?

When I was a little girl, I used to take long walks with my dad in our neighborhood. Sometimes he would tie pieces of candy to the branches of trees […]

If a tree falls in the forest…

WHEN I was a little girl I used to take long walks with my dad in our neighborhood. Sometimes he would tie pieces of candy to the branches of trees […]

Words of wisdom never grow old

I grew up in a house where words were the currency by which my brother and I gained recognition. Unlike most of our peers, where parental approval was dished out for...

The power of love

I watched him care for his wife until she passed away. He was very quiet, not prone to conversation, but always had a shy smile and comfortable way about him. I...