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Today my husband and I celebrated 10 years of marr

Today my husband and I celebrated 10 years of marriage. 🥂

We had always wanted to take a trip this year. I had a plan - a trip away, just the two of us. I wanted to take new photos of us, with our girls, with me in my wedding dress. Needless to say, that just wasn’t in the cards. Maybe next year.

I don’t claim to be an expert on marriage, but I know my own. I know it takes work and understanding, communication and compromise. I know sometimes we drive each other crazy. We’ve had some amazing moments on our marriage and lots of challenging ones (hello 2020). It isn’t perfect, but it’s ours.

Happy Anniversary, babe. Here’s to the next decade. ❤️

Snow day fun for my girls! ⛄️❄️☃️ I ha

Snow day fun for my girls! ⛄️❄️☃️
I had no coal... so the snowman’s eyes are leftover candy from Halloween! 😂

They played for hours... and now are wiped out. Sweet dreams for everyone tonight! 😉😴

#ad Do you get your kids involved in making their

#ad Do you get your kids involved in making their meals? Helping out in the kitchen has always been not only fun for my kids, but a priority. Empowering them to make their own decisions about their meals – and help prepare them – helps set them up for success later on. Ella helps me make her lunches all the time, and often that includes Arnold Organic for Kids White Bread with whole wheat. I feel great about her eating it – and she loves that Disney’s Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse are right on the package! Find out more on the blog! @arnoldbread @MickeyTrueOriginal #MickeyTrueOriginal

I cannot remember a time in my life where I didn’t know about the Holocaust. I don’t even remember the first time I learned about it. It has just always existed as part of my family history, a piece of trauma that lives in our lives, our history, even our genes.

I remember the tattoo on my grandpa’s arm, but not understanding its significance when I was young. To me, he was just my grandpa - my favorite person in the world. I remember my grandma’s fierce independence and her love of walks, which she passed down to me. To me, they were just my grandparents.

I don’t know why or how they survived. I don’t know all the things they had to go through, or how they felt about them. But I do know that them surviving led to me being here today. My daughters, my sisters, my mom - 3 generations of Jews after them. We survived. We were not stamped out.

We are still here.

There are people who discount the Holocaust, still others that use it for their convenience in metaphor, and those who ignore it completely. Antisemitism is growing by the day. It seems like a distant memory, but it is not. It is an ever present part of our culture, and one we cannot fight alone.

You want to learn from the Holocaust? Be our ally. Include Jews in your activism. Listen to us when we point it out, even if it makes you uncomfortable. We need your help.

We need you to remember.

This morning, exactly 10 months after Abbie walked

This morning, exactly 10 months after Abbie walked out of her school building - she finally walked back in.

I cried.

I kept it together for the morning and for the short car ride, for the kiss and hug as I dropped her off and watched her walk toward the building. Then I saw her walk into the building, and all the tears came out.

We have been waiting for this day for months, and I didn’t want to believe it would actually happen. After everything that happened in 2020 and all the times it was pulled out from under us… I couldn’t bring myself to believe it would happen. Until today, when it did.

I know there are so many kids not able to go back to school, and so many parents that don’t feel comfortable sending them. I know there are teachers, administrators, and other school employees that are working harder than ever to make things work as best they can. But today, I am thankful.

I don’t know how long this will last, or when we’ll eventually get back to something resembling normal. For now, I’m just going to be thankful for every single minute she’s in school.

Because under that mask, she has a giant smile.

I struggled to know what to say about 2020. It was

I struggled to know what to say about 2020. It was probably one of the hardest (if not the hardest) years of my life. I was looking for the words to write about it, even just a little, and failing miserably. So much pain, sadness, and loneliness.

Then in looking through the thousands of photos and videos I took, I noticed that my iPhone had made this little compilation for me. And you know what I see here? My girls, becoming closer than ever. My girls as the light of the year. Perseverance and family.

We’ve all been through so much, and I’m not going to pretend it’s all better just because the calendar says things are bright, shiny, and new. But we made it, and I’m going to take what I can from it and move forward.

Happy 2021, friends. May we look back a year from now and remember, both the good and the hard.

EIGHT. My girl is 8 today! Sappy post below 😉 b

EIGHT. My girl is 8 today! Sappy post below 😉 but swipe through for the 🦄 cake I pulled off for today! 🙌🏻

I know we’re supposed to say all mushy things like, “It went so fast!” And “I can’t believe it!” But the truth is, I do believe it. I feel like it suits her.

The past year was not at all what we imagined, no thanks to Covid. It’s been hard, but somehow she has been resilient through it all. She’s adjusted. She’s grown even more into her big sister role, grown even kinder, and even made a new best friend.

I really can’t wait to see what this year brings and to watch her grow even more into the person she’ll be.

Happy eighth birthday, Abbie - I love you!

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