The first week, while we were sitting shiva, I spent many hours staring out the windows of our 22nd story windows. There was nowhere to go–we were alone with our grief.
I noticed little things about the city of Tel Aviv from that height–the way the shore curved alongside the hotel buildings and the color [...]
April 7, 2007
the windows
April 7, 2007
I’m going home
I’m going home tonight. I miss home so much that I can’t even think of what I want to do once I get there, other than to kiss the floor and then go pick up my doggies and then maybe have some Korean food. I have had french fries nearly every day (it’s [...]
