Do You in ’22

Hello! Happy New Year?

No, I’m glad to be alive in a new year. I’m glad to be watching my dudes grow up. I’m glad to be writing. I’m glad to be entering a newish phase of family(ies). I’m glad to be mixing patterns. I’m glad to be a dog mom (most of the time.) I’m glad to be manifesting. I’m glad to have friends that have known me since before I knew myself and I’m glad to have friends who only see who’s in front of them.

I’m glad for streaming movies. Did anyone see “The Lost Daughter?” Holy cow was that a doozy. Olivia Colman for President and go ahead and make Maggie Secretary of State. I can’t stop thinking about it.

I’m also glad for streaming shows. Yes to Yellowjackets! Juliette Lewis I love you. Emily in Paris is terrible but Ashley Park is A STAR. Wow.

What else? I am glad for collaboration. Working on some projects with creative geniuses and it’s so rewarding! And revitalizing.

I AM GLAD FOR SCHOOL. I look back at 2020 and just see a dense fog. How the hell did us single parents do that? But I’m glad I did it because guess what? Now I know that I can do anything.

I am glad for my age. I’m glad that I no longer feel the need to apologize for my emotions, no matter how messy they may be.

I am glad to have been loved the way Ronen loved me because it’s taught me how to love our dudes. And I’m so glad for them. What wondrous humans they are! Their resiliency. Their humor. Their giant hearts. Sure they drive me nuts and they never stop talking but I’m so glad they’re here, teaching me what love looks like now. When I overhear them talking to Oreo my heart explodes into confetti. They know how to love too.

I just took a deep breath. I feel better. I feel good about my motto for the new year. I don’t mean it in an asshole way, I mean it in a truth seeking way. Do you. Follow your heart. Know that avalanches of impossibility will disrupt your route, but go around them. Or hell, scale those heights in flip-flops.

Do the work. Apologize when you screw up. Dress for the job you want, on sale of course.

Be glad for the journey.

Keep going. Do you.


Wow wow wow wow wow. This website! Shout out to Justine Rubin, the coolest person in the entire universe, not to mention a visionary artist, wonderful mother and bobfluencer. I love her and her family so much and am SO GRATEFUL for a website that looks and feels like me. Check out her art! You’re welcome.

My plan is to send out a newsletter every once in a while that you won’t want to immediately erase from your inbox so sign up now at the bottom of the “blog” page. I’ll update you on the comings and goings of my writing life as well as shake up your wardrobe with tees and sweatshirts care of a collaboration with Justine to make you smile. I’ll also keep it real with my grief journey. The sadness of losing Ronen lives in me and I’ll never keep quiet about it because I can’t and if you’re grieving you can’t either. That shit will eat you alive.

At the moment, I’m waiting for my editor’s notes on my next book (currently scheduled for Spring ’23), as well as very gratefully juggling some other projects in the works. As ever, I’m head over heels in love with my dudes and now: a puppy too. Welcome Oreo Fishman Shacham!

Until soon and thank you thank you thank you for your support! Let’s manifest motherfuckers!


Interview in La’Isha Magazine

Humbled to be interviewed by La'Isha Magazine in Israel. Ronen would have been so thrilled – I've never known anyone with more love for his heritage.
When we visited Israel together on our honeymoon, he was bursting at the seams with excitement. I had never been before and he had so much to show me.
Remembering him this morning, driving us through the desert; windows open, Hebrew music on the radio and a massive smile on his tanned face.
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