The Torah tells us to love our friend as we love ourselvesThat gives us lots of work to doThe loving of ourselvesPutting ourselves and our needs firstHard to do when society teaches us toFirst be good wives and mothersNot so much talk about the extra person who needs careOurselvesSo maybe it’s not ok to eat…

You are enoughYou wake up each morningBefore coffeeWithout coffeeAnd you keep putting one foot in front of the other You listen to othersOffer counselGive hugsEven as your heart remains brokenAs you are unsure of how to fix it You soldier onWhether it’s hot or coldStuffy or windyYou put on or take off layers as neededAnd…

Oftentimes I make the mistake of looking at the floorsNoticing that they need a cleaningDue to splattered yogurt, spilled soup, smashed crumbsAnd count the baskets of laundry needing to be sorted, folded, put awayKnow in back of my mind that there are dishes in the sink that need washingChicken in the refrigerator to be baked…

While growing up in my parent houseOne of our favorite places was the playgroundTwo blocks awayIt had a tall yellow slideWith lots and lots of steps to the topAnd a wild ride downTons of funMost of the time it was not a problem to goUntil some of the neighborhood boys started to go tooAnd didn’t…

Please listen to what I have to sayAs I hope you didn’t take offenseWhen we chased you away from our windowYou see, I was two weeks postpartumHalf asleep on the couch whenI heard noises coming from the kitchenAnd assumed that my husband who was also sleep deprivedHad woken up but not fullyAnd was looking for…

I published my first book of poems this past summer, and have been writing a lot more since then. The positive feedback I’ve received from my readers made me realize the importance of sharing. This is the link; Happy Reading!

Mom life is not always easyYou have yourself to take care ofYour partner, child, and maybe some othersBe sure to remember that you are oneOf the people on the listOf those who need your loveAnd careAnd expertiseSo be sure to do some of what you loveEvery single dayAt least oncePreferably more oftenAnd it doesn’t always…

Rethinking it all Trying to sleepWhile my toddler is pounding away on my chestWhile drinking his bottleDoesn’t work Trying to speak to my sister on the phoneWhile he’s trying to grab itAnd dial another numberIs a failed conversation Trying to clean the kitchenWhile my son is emptying the container cabinetAnd dragging the bathroom stool all…

I wrote this poem one very cold winter night a few weeks ago; So the heat is not working in my house todayWe are on itPlumber or electrician a phone call awayGetting a space heater in the meantimeAnd me sitting on the couch writing thisWearing fuzzy socks Thinking of all the peopleColdHungryTiredAlonePainedWith no easy solution…