Madison Hahamy
In a pandemic, and in the middle of nowhere, I found a new tradition.
In a pandemic, and in the middle of nowhere, I found a new tradition.
It’s Friday afternoon and I am in my backyard, setting out plastic cushions six feet apart, disinfecting pencils, and copying my lesson plan onto a dry erase board with multi-colored… Read more »
Dear Reader, In the midst of a terrible season, allow me some self-indulgence. During the winter of 2020 before the world derailed with Covid-19, I was 49 years old, facing… Read more »
You have a level of compassion, being a nurse, and suddenly it’s more difficult.
We are now also in a time of social and political upheaval and change. This makes the qualities of bread’s emotional sustenance even more important.
I work part-time as a nanny, and like many of the jobs that comprise the so-called “gig economy” and the domestic workforce, the Coronavirus pandemic has brought my work to a screeching halt.
On day nine of Governor Hogan’s quarantine, I embarked upon a journey to find yeast. My daughter, uprooted from her college life, had decided that she wanted to make challah… Read more »
A therapist weighs in on how to cope with containment.
All we can do is communicate—it is always what we could have done, and it will always be the one thing we can do.