The sound of forgetfulness

There’s a fellow in my neighbourhood who enjoys making music. No big deal, right?

What about instrument practice at night, when most people are trying to sleep, outdoors, facing my window, and LOUD! One night I had enough and went up to ask a family member if there was anything I could do. On the way up, I remembered that I’d forgotten to take tonight’s dose of medicine. And on the way back down- having commiserated with the other side window person and agreed that there was nothing really we could do- I remembered that I hadn’t set my alarm yet!

So, if you’re reading this- you know who you are- please don’t keep it up! But just this once, I owe you a thank you!


No news is good news. That’s not always true. Snow days are good news. Babies born are good news. The arrival of Moshiach, speedily in our days, will probably be the most hotly posted good news on the internet.

But there is a element of truth to the saying. When I got greeted this morning with ‘Have you checked the news yet?’ as I have heard so often in the past year, I only felt dread and fear.

I still only know the bare details- but enough to feel sad and sickened.

After the tragic kidnappings, we all thought- this will be our last tragedy. We keep being proven wrong. Why?

The achdus levels we have now are amazing. We are so close, so near to our ultimate goal. How many more tragedies do we need to shock us awake? Even if Moshiach came (may it be so) right today, things would never be exactly as they were. We could not erase the shock, the loss of life, the grief of their families and of everyone. But we can ensure, with every drop of goodness and kindness that we posses, that it never happen again.

We are so close. Please, my friends, let us eradicate every last drop of sinat chinam in our hearts. We have gone so far from Sinat chinam- hating one another. All we need is Ahavat Chinam- to love one another.

Remember the story of Kamsa and Bar Kamsa? If we could create a world where we could ensure that that would never happen again- Moshiach would belong in that world. We just need to love one another- to be polite, respectful, to temper the criticism, teasing, and arguing with a handful (or a heart-full) of understanding, friendship and patience.

Please, my friends.

It changed my day

Guest post from Mimi.


I’ve been going through a rough patch lately, and most days I come home from school exhausted, miserable and grouchy.

But not tonight. Why?

On the way out of school, someone wished me a goodnight. Not a close friend, and not just an quick, toss it over your shoulder goodbye. A girl who would be a perfect stranger if she weren’t my classmate.


I’m really glad that she is.

I want to belive

Is it a test if you know that you’re being tested?

Seeing and hearing things that are upsetting, is, unfortunate, a normal part of our society. But since I’ve opened this blog, I’ve experienced more and more of them. Or maybe I’m just more attuned to them.

I try my hardest to make this site 100% positivity and good things, but the sad truth is that there is bad out there. Ignoring it doesn’t make it disappear. So why don’t I talk about the bad, to? Even just to comment that maybe we could be doing things better?

What stops me from throwing in the towel and becoming another cynical blogger, like, Hashem Yerachem (G-d should have mercy on them), others are? What is it that convinces me that we’re not just a ‘failed experiment’? After all, G-d allowed us to choose right and wrong. What stops me from believing that we’ve screwed up? Or, from a more balanced viewpoint, what stops me from condemning the bad along with praising the good?

I think that there are two reasons. One is that the bad often gets so much more exposure than the good. It’s so much easier to find about (fill in any negative example you’ve seen recently- I don’t want to cry more providing examples) and sometimes exaggerate the truth, then it is to find a good story and tell it. We know that the bad is out there. It’s in our faces all day. The good- is often subtle and small. But the impact is huge. For all those who are tempted to give up on good. Who’ve had one of those long, hard days. Who don’t understand why people won’t just listen, and stop the evil they’re doing.

And the second reason? The why? Because there’s a part of me that defies all logic I throw at it. A part of me that says that humanity’s goodness is not gone yet. That we- me, and you, and them, and the ‘others’, and everyone- are still capable of good. And not only capable, but that, when push comes to shove, we will all do the right thing.

There are those of us who won’t go down without a fight. Who will believe, no matter what. Who will do good, and act good, and are good. Who are the ones who will, loudly or quietly, in the news or behind the scenes, bring us to an era of peace.

So for both the cynics and the believers — this is for you.

(And just F.Y.I.- this is the last negative post I will put up here. When (if) I break the rules, you can quote me this.)

Welcome aboard!

A warm welcome to our newest members! Make yourselves at home! We’re just finishing up the building work here, so expect a few dust puffs and unfinished spots, but everything is running smoothly for the most part. Feel free to comment- now that you can comment- or e-mail in if you see something that still needs work. And please, please- send in stories!

A smile a day- Part 2

This next post finds me in better spirits. I was going out for lunch one day, (out for lunch, not out to lunch!), and rather cheery. The occasional treat- even if it’s only a tuna wrap and soda- will do that to a person.

And on the way I spotted someone who looked a little less cheerful than me. A women standing outside wearing one of those walking poster signs. In the cold- with a warm coat and and hat- but still standing out in the cold during lunchtime. And I thought how if that was me, I, along with anyone with basic intellectual capability, would go nuts standing out there. To have a job like that, you’ve either got to be really desperate, have a really positive attitude, or both!

So shy little me summoned up enough courage to yell out a ‘hello’ as I walked by. And the way her face lit up was priceless! It made what was an ok day get about a million times better.

Stay tuned for part three!

Asking about others

I ran into an acquaintance the other day, a really sweet women who’s been going through a bunch of major challenges (details, as always, obscured for privacy). But when she spoke to me, all she wanted to know was how I was, having gone though something much more minor. She was so concerned that I nearly forgot to ask about her!

While what I had gone though was more or less over, she was still in pain. While for the most part, my life was normal (as much as it can ever be), her’s was still not. But all she saw was the common denominator- that we were both trying to have ordinary lives while they were anything but.

It’s ok to get sympathy, and definitely ok to tell the truth when someone asks how you are (assuming, of course, that they honestly want to know, and not just to be polite), but sometimes it’s nice to remember the other side of the story.

Even if what you’ve gone through is so much more major than what someone else is faced with- remember my friend E. And take a moment to go beyond your self.

Lil Sis

It’s been a slow few days. I keep having to remind myself that I’m only posting good things here. So I’m posting a tribute to my kid sister, with much love.

I yell at you way to often. Granted, you’re happy to yell back/start the fight.

But I also need to say thank you. Thank you for letting me get out of the house this morning without a rendition of your newest song.

Thank you for running messages for me. Thanks for not kicking me at supper anymore. Thanks for when you are helpful. Thanks for cooperating when I babysit. Thanks for giving up your toys to the baby, for offering to ‘help’ with chores, for ensuring with your immense voice that I never miss out on what’s going on.

Regardless of when you don’t– thank you for when you  do!

Mama Rachel

Today is the yartzite of Rachel Imeanu. I could say more, but it might be better just to find or watch one of the movies made in honor of the occasion. Anything by Chabad, the Chofetz Chaim foundation, the Rachel Imeanu foundation, or the like will be fine.

It’s ok to cry while you watch it. Rachel is crying too. She watches the pain we are going through and she burns to tell us that it all can be avoided. If we would just return to her and to each other, we will stay together. If we choose to define ourselves by what connects us, and not what devides us, we will return to being her children. Hashem’s holy nation.

May it be soon.

A smile a day- Part 1

One day, I was totally down in the dumps. Walking from a friends house where things… just didn’t go as planned. And I was sulking a little when I realized that what I could really use right now was a smile. And also that I had made a commitment to try to say Good Shabbat to every Jewish person I was brave enough to speak up to. I decided that I’d had enough moping, and wished the elderly person walking beside me a loud ‘Shabbat Shalom!’

I wish you could have seen the way his face lit up. It really did seem as though I’d made his day.

Right then and there I learned ‘You’re never nothing if you have the ability to make another person smile.’

Part 2 coming soon!