I watch my sister-in-law closely. She is pregnant – heavy and cumbersome – with her third child. She is consumed with diapers, feedings, playtime and naptime. I watch my mother closely. (She is not pregnant.) She has no children at home. She has no buses to meet, no jeans to hem, no school projects to Continue reading
Author: Iris Ruth Pastor
Preventing the Ravages of Aging – Tee Hee
Okay. Let me set the record straight right away: I am not – nor have I ever been – a good cook. My five sons will attest to this. In fact, if you ask them to name a favorite dish they recall me serving during their growing-up years, you’d be met with blank stares. However, Continue reading
Taming the Hunger Monster
Like probably a gillion other people – in anticipation of indulging in huge holiday meals – I went into the Passover/Easter holidays weighing a tad bit less than usual and feeling a tad bit prouder of myself too. Looser jeans. More prominent cheekbones. More clothes in my closet I could actually wear in public. The Continue reading
My Own Voice From My Own Past
My granddaughter came to visit while my son was running for mayor. Looking closely around my library, she spotted a framed picture of two pieces of notebook paper. “Nana,” she inquired curiously, “why do you have something framed that is so faded it can no longer be Continue reading
My Connection to Love, Loss and What I Wore
You may not have heard the name Ilene Beckerman, but you probably have heard of Love, Loss and What I Wore. It was published in 1995, when first-time author Ilene Beckerman was sixty years old. Publishers Weekly described her book as a “captivating little pictorial autobiography for adults…a wry commentary on the pressures women constantly face to look good.” Beckerman’s breakthrough: Our memories are tied to our favorite clothes. Her message resonated with us and how we tie together our personal history of relationships, disappointments and greatest loves with Continue reading
The Case of the Missing Credit Card
The first thing I notice is that my American Express card is missing from my wallet. Not too concerned, I check the side pockets of my purse, the space between the front seats in my car and the pile of campaign paraphernalia splattered across my dining room table. I can’t remember the last time I Continue reading
A quote, a plea, and election fatigue.
“With the many faces and the haze of big money, few candidates beyond Castor and City Council member Harry Cohen have distinguished themselves from the pack with their vision, skill sets and compelling agendas.” ~ Tampa Bay Times Harry is starting to surge – very good shot at second place in the election tomorrow!!!!! What’s going to put Continue reading
Who has brains and heart?
Harry does. That’s why Harry has a great network of family behind him. And a great many friends, neighbors, colleagues and constituents behind him too. I’m asking for your help. Please take a few moments to E-mail your contacts and spread the word: Harry Cohen is the candidate with real plans to tackle the biggest challenges Continue reading
The Friday Before Election Day
I remember what my son Frank said after his first child was born: being a parent is like throwing your heart in the middle of a New York City street and hoping it doesn’t get trampled on. I related to that – having been around as my five sons battled their way into adulthood. -Watching Continue reading
The End is Near
Even as a little baby, my son Harry was always looking out beyond his confines. He didn’t think out-of-the-box. For him, there was no box His television ad touting his qualifications to be Mayor of Tampa emphasizes he “has plans, not just slogans.” What the ad doesn’t say is that though Continue reading