We are so lucky to be on your plan!
The World
A Song for Miriam
She was a beacon for energy, a conduit that didn’t stop until, in one monstrous moment, God took her away. Suddenly and sharply.
In God’s Country
I don’t think I ever fully realized the scope of this country I live in, the grandeur of the spacious skies and purple mountain majesties that were only mindlessly sung in a song or displayed on my 13″ laptop screen.
There are No Lessons Here
I lost patience for the inane conversations I used to be a part of and I’m way more judgmental of people who can’t handle the simplest situations. I wouldn’t call those lessons as much as I’d call them side effects.
Lessons from a Hero
Dr. Bhatia was a masterful, talented surgeon, a man who understood that removing a little boy’s splinter was just as important as removing the tumor that was in his brain.
I Have a Meniscus! (And Other Things I Learned After Running in a Marathon)
So here goes. My list of things I learned running in a marathon (or half-marathon).
Rome in 5 Hours (or “Touring for the ADD Set”)
This post first appeared on The Huffington Post in February, 2016. Become a fan and follow me there! http://www.huffingtonpost.com/adina-ciment/ One of the joys of flying economy and finding cheap flights is the often overlooked but never wasted “layover.” I recently took… Read More ›
Killing Aslan
Like most of the world, I was horrified to read about the death of Cecil the Lion. Pictures of this magnificent animal filled my newsfeed amid status updates decrying the hunter, a dentist from Minnesota named Walter Palmer. After shooting… Read More ›
Je Suis Pissed Off
His hands were in the air and he was lying on the ground, injured. I’ve seen gruesome images out of Gaza and Israel this past summer. I’ve seen pictures of dead children in Syria. I’ve seen the videos of journalists… Read More ›
O Captain! My Captain!
Robin Williams turned me into a teacher. Turned me onto poetry. Made me want to believe in the power of words and music. Granted, he didn’t write the screenplay for Dead Poets Society, but I doubt it could have been told… Read More ›