In light of the bombing, just a bit of constructive criticism
The Boston bombing. The Newtown shooting. Rapes in India and Steubenville. These are the reactions. Numbness. What? Again? Anger. Who did this? Helplessness. I want to help. I don’t know what to do. Then there’s the feelgoodness. Words from Mr Rogers that...
Do dead people breathe underground?
Not all parents choose to talk about death with our children when they’re young. We began the conversation when Lila was three. Grandma Ruth died right before we left Brooklyn. We got the call the same day our cat Mathilde died. It may sound silly, but the...
A Little List of Dos and Don’ts for the Ladies
This started as a post in earnest. It was supposed to be a photo essay of women for Women’s History Month that I was writing for a different blog. Then I saw this. The photo is fine. Love her boots. I have a similar pair. Can’t imagine biking in that...
A Meditation While Kneading Challah
Why did I spend an afternoon baking challah? To heal a sick child, of course. Why else would I do it? A few months ago, I heard my friend Chanie’s baby daughter was sick. Chanie and I haven’t been in touch in years, far too long. I didn’t even know...
Imagine his girlfriend was noticeably scarred.
Remember Murad Osmann? He’s the photographer lead around the world by his girlfriend. The two of them were all over the internet a couple weeks ago. His photography and her body flowed relentlessly through all my social media streams. As is the way of Facebook,...About Leigh
I'm a writer and mentor currently living in Argentina. Want to know how I created my ideal writing life?
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