Tag Archive | freedom

Just Like Sex

Last week marked the anniversary of my mom’s death and my first tattoo.  No, I did not rush out to get inked just as her spirit ascended from its earthly home, you brute.  I waited three years to the date.  Then, after my dinner shift ended and my tips were counted, I rushed to the […]

Greatness Lives in You

This summer, I attended a Jewish Bar Mitzvah ceremony.  At the reception, there was a large, white, foam board with the Bar Mitzvah’s picture on it.  Guests began writing in the space surrounding the picture with Sharpie colored markers that were neatly placed next to the board.  As I stood there for a moment contemplating […]