I'm Thankful!

This is late but better late than never. Yet the timing of this post couldn’t be more perfect. The last few weeks have nothing been short of miraculous in terms of watching Ivry become potty trained in just three days! We've been waiting for this moment a year and did all the coaxing and bribery that one can think of - but he validated for us that the difference between a soiled pull-up or pair of underwear is his affirmative self. I am amazed and grateful for his self-directed affirmative self. He holds his head high and marches to the bathroom without expecting a bridge. I'm grateful that we haven't used bribes and thankfully, we have managed to also get through this one. I hate bribes.

As a writer, I spend many lonely sometimes rainy Saturday and Sundays (in addition to the other 2 days a week) writing, finding work, checking off the items of m writing plan. I work on revising the first two chapters of my book in order to bring it up to standard, which I started in my sabbatical from my teaching post in Israel last year. I continue to submit articles to online sites on educational topics. I continue to write for my new site (www.newteacherresourcecenter.com) The New Teacher Resource Center and build up a wide readership of teachers and professionals that hopefully, will become my dream community. I continue to try and find a decent online or offline teaching job that matches my credentials and abilities. I write children's fiction and non-fiction and send them off to big publishing houses in Manhattan that are just a train ride away from where I grew up in the Greenwich Village.



I'm grateful for having the blessings that I do to at least to try weave my dreams Uas an ESL professional and writer (no doctorate but considering it) I just wish that sometimes, just sometimes, these decisions were more self-revealing than simply working hard and not knowing what the future will bring. This IS hard.



I'm grateful to have found a partner who is a writer at heart and extremely smart and understanding. He has pursued a position as a manager in the cheese department earning decent wages to provide for our needs. He is my one and only true companion, keeps me sane and rational when it's cold and rainy outside and I feel sometimes alone and stuck in my head.

I’m learning how to hustle and find jobs, keep writing articles and maintain momentum. But I know that this process takes time. Sometimes my thoughts aren’t lucid and clear as other days. I keep giving thanks to god for showing me what it is that I should write about. Almost always, I am shown the answer - whether by a force above or from within - I am my own self-affirming writer.

For now, we are eternally grateful to have come this far.