5 Reasons You Need to Take Action Today (and Live Without Regret)

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Dream Big, Dream Often

Next month, 9 years ago, I noticed my first MS symptom.  I was on vacation in West Palm Beach, Fl and noticed a small numb spot on the bottom of my right foot.  I cannot believe it has been NINE years!  Time sure seems to be jetting past me these days.  One thing I have been thinking about is how different I am now compared to that time in my life.  The memories appear in my mind, but feel as though they are from another lifetime.

I encourage you to take time and evaluate your place in life compared to your life 8-10 years ago.  Many times we relate to a specific event or a city we lived in to recall memories.  Or maybe a song or a movie sparks the emotion of a certain time.  So I want you to stop and think about the person you were 5…

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Poisonous Contempt

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Dedicated to the Children of Flint, Michigan

Why do

you

say you

you love

me

when you

vote to

leave

me

hungry?

You say

life

is sacred

yet

you work

to destroy

mine.

How much

pain

must I suffer

to appease

your

relentless

narcissism?

You say

be

grateful

as

contempt

seeps

from your

body

to poison

mine.

RG 2016

Dedicated to the Children of Flint Michigan

 


To the Women We’ve Lost to Breast Cancer

To the Women We've Lost to Breast Cancer

My paternal Grandmother’s name was Sara

She died when my Father was still a boy.

My Father’s family had immigrated to the United States in the mid 1800’s.

Charleston was one of the few colonial cities after Savannah, Georgia that
allowed Jews to practice their faith without restriction.

Kahal Kadosh Beth Elohim Synagogue was founded in 1749. It is the fourth oldest Jewish congregation in the continental United States. It had always been my family’s synagogue.

Most of the early Jewish Immigrants to Charleston were Sephardic.

My Father was Sephardic as was my Mother.

Sephardim refer to the descendants of Jews who lived in and were expelled
from Spain in the 15th century.

The term Sephardim comes from Sepharad,  the Hebrew word for Spain.

Some members of my family spoke Ladino.

Ladino is Judeo-Spanish. It is the spoken and written Hispanic language
of Jews of Spanish origin.

My Father and his Family were ‘Old Charleston’ and proud of it.

When he mentioned his Mother, he described a loving woman
who worked hard and was a leader in their community.

I have never heard the story of Sara’s illness but my Father said
that she seemed to vanish a little each day.

I don’t know the name of the illness but the word ‘cancer’ was whispered.

In the Charleston of my Father’s youth, people had many superstitions.

People with Cancer were shunned because everyone thought that Cancer
was contagious or that cancer was a form of demonic possession.

Some people thought that rubbing a toad on the affected breast healed
breast cancer.

And far too many people still believe all illness is punishment from God.

There remains a residue of stigma that attends Cancer in American society.

We still associate health with virtue and illness with moral lassitude.

The death of my Father’s Mother deeply wounded him,  and I think that
this wound altered the course of his life.

We’ve learned ways to mitigate damage to our bodies.

We know much more about everything in 2016 but we still have much
to learn.

We never replace our sisters, mothers, favorite aunts, best friends and
Grandmothers.

As we consider the women we love and honor and the women we have lost, let us all do one small thing each day to make the future enlightened and more compassionate.

Dedicated to Sara.

Pink Ribbon

I should like to have met you.