Healing Through Memoir Writing

It was September 28, 1998. Yom Kippur, the holiest of all Jewish holidays would begin at sunset.  I sat in the small cubicle wearing the standard issue blue paper-plastic gown as I waited to be called in to see the doctor.  I had already had an infinite number of films, having been asked […]

2018-02-10T14:25:21+00:00July 8th, 2017|Healing|