Entries by Rana Glick

Grey Divorce

After years of living together, lying together, fighting and crying together, laughing at the same jokes and grieving with regret for losses never to be regained – someone asks for a divorce. Where is the source of discontent? What charged the impulse to say yes to infidelity? Questions never to be answered within the legal system. […]

Where Do You Find Peace

I met a man who gave me a gift. I thought I found peace. I heard a story that made sense to me. I thought I found peace. I saw a film that moved me to my core. I thought I found peace. I found my voice. I thought I found peace. I did purposeful […]

Rosh and Hashanah

Being an older mother of 2 sibling pups is hard work. They keep me up at night, strain my back, distract me from my work, and have me avoiding piles of sh*t walking on my front lawn, side yard and back yard. They are sleeping now and it is the best sound. When I hold […]

Poof!

Life is relatively short given that the possibility of death being forever is true. It’s not always about living big as much as it is living true. A meaningful, purposeful existence enlarges every moment and expands our capacity to enjoy a life time. Questions that plague us for answers are merely obsessional distractions of electric […]

My Mother’s Shoes

‘Heidi’ was my favorite book growing up. I had a relationship with my maternal grandfather much like the one Heidi did. My parents were busy. I think they gave him to me to love. I think they gave him to me to feel loved. My mother gave me my first dog ‘Rusty’. To this day, […]

They say it’s Spring

Creating meaningfulness where the emptiness, loneliness, anger, shame and guilt lie is like taking a swing at a tennis ball and hitting air. What just happened? How far away was I? Reconciliation with self, then others, takes on a lot of time. Walking alone feels right; walking with others awkward. Laughing is a miserable experience […]

The Year the Earth Stood Still

A lack of transparency marked 2016.The great entertainer upstaged the protagonist and all the prognosticators got it wrong. On a smaller, but no less relevant scale, I got it wrong too. From the political scientist whose misrepresentation of himself initially struck a chord to the photographer whose lens was almost always out of focus, I […]

Hurricane Serena

Had I not gone through the last 6 months, with just slight chest pain, a few days that I thought I could not survive and a handful of sleepless nights, I would not have understood what it is like to stand on the other side of a tennis court with Serena. In the infamous words of […]