A note of deep appreciation to all of Jacob’s morahs, profes, and teachers that have come to his bedside. Each of you have come. Today...

Today we met with the surgical team. I was looking forward to it (that’s not the right words), but I felt that this was a milestone. A...

The news somehow gets to me. It is hard to ignore your world as the tragedies are so loud. I heard about two mass shootings. That is all...

Why the Ghi? Was Benno’s question. We have given Benno choice over his day. He doesn’t have to go to camp, but he has to do something....

Shabbat Shalom It is Friday night and I’m alone. I swapped out of the hospital. Steve is there now. I came home to rest. Jacob doesn’t...

I finally drove my car. Right before Jacob’s diagnosis, I got a new car. I bought myself a pickup truck. This is an odd choice as I don’t...

Today is one. And not just any “one,” its an important one. Today we start the count. It is the third round of chemo and like everything...

Dear Mike Rowe, Sorry to be formal, but you will always be Mike Rowe. Calling you Mike just feels wrong. You’re Mike Rowe! And this name...

At first, I wrote this email to a select few, but as I was about to send, I realized that there are more of you than I probably realize....

Today I prepare. Tomorrow I have my team’s offsite. I will be at work for 24hrs. I will travel. I will leave Jacob. The timing is...

I asked to stop because I want to swim. We are not prepared to swim. Actually, that is not accurate. I am not prepared to swim. Steve is...

I begged Steve to “switch” as my head was throbbing. Jacob only wants me and its not a “mama” sweet snuggle moment, it’s SCREAMING,...

I didn’t plan on writing to you. I just asked Steve to hand me a computer so I could write down a happy memory so I could read it later....

We really are trying. We really are. We want to make lemonade out of our lemons. We want to be a family again. We want to be happy. We...

There is no physical police baton. I’m sorry for getting you excited. Sorry. I only wrote the memory down which is months old. I wrote it...

Jacob wanted strawberry milk. We can’t go until he gets his wallet. He wants to pay. We go to the local deli. While there Jacob sees a...

It started with a pen. When we met, Steve always had a certain pen on him. It was a fancy looking pen, it had weight to it. And he always...

I got a text when Jacob was the sickest we have seen him. I couldn’t really enjoy it. I was just so down that the differential in my...