That phrase has echoed in my mind hundreds of times throughout my life. Most of the time, it’s in the voice of my mother, grandmother or Nanny. If there was anything they always did — whether I wanted them to or not, they told me so.
“You should bring an umbrella, it might rain today,” my grandma would alway say as I rushed out the door. “What is she, some kind of meteorologist?” I’d ask myself. Every time she’d say that, I would leave the umbrella behind in protest. And every time, it would pour.
“I told you so.”
“Eat something before you leave, hunny,” my Nanny would say anytime I left her house. I wouldn’t. “Why would I eat right now? It’s only 2pm,” I’d say to myself. Nonetheless, three hours later I’d find myself starving and missing out on Nanny’s cooking. …
I dig this time of year — the coziness, the smell of pine, the gatherings with glorious amounts of food, and of course, the deep conversations and reflections about life.
This year has been promising — covering the full range of emotions. My work life, side projects, graduate school, and my personal life are all intersecting in what seems to be a beautiful venn-diagram.
Unsurprisingly, the things I didn’t plan for this year brought me the greatest sense of fulfillment. …
Oh what a year. Rosh Hashanah is the holiday I look forward to the most for two real reasons. For one, I love a good kugel (not kegel), but also I enjoy the time set aside to reflect.
It’s not often we are encouraged to stop the constant grind, think about the last few months, and be able to say: “Wait…I’ve done a lot and been through a lot, and here’s who I’ve become as a result of that.”
This year taught me a lot about myself, helped me prioritize my goals, and once again proved that we are all much more capable of engaging our problems than we realize. …