Life

Flipping the Bird

We are nearing the end of summer, although this is not reflected in the temperature in Israel. There is a barely-discernible breeze in the evenings. I have observed a few clouds in the morning. Otherwise, no change - hot, sticky and sad, like the politics. When was...

I Found Out I Almost Died Two Weeks After It Happened

Hello and welcome back my dear readers. Six weeks of my life are a blur, a challenging state for someone like me who finds detail essential and empowering. I’m always looking for deets. The day I was admitted to the hospital my partner left for Israel to work in the...

Navigating Thanksgiving Conundrums and Unveiling the Shadows of Antisemitism

View in browser Hi L+M readers, . This is a weekly, free edition of Love and Medicine. Navigating Thanksgiving Conundrums and Unveiling the Shadows of Antisemitism DR. ANNE KOPLIN NOV 24 READ IN APP “Can I really not put butter in the mashed potatoes?”  My daughter...

Gifts!

You all know how I feel about gifts. We want to get rid of stuff and clutter. Links to gifts featured on Love and Medicine. Sweater  Chimes Mugs Candlesticks Socks More socks more socks Bird Feeder  Things that moved me this week: A Nearly Perfect Family THIS!...
Age Like Nobody’s Watching

Age Like Nobody’s Watching

Life goes so slow. Slow, like molasses. I don’t understand why people say it goes by fast. My kids should be older than they are by now - their childhoods were long and so was mine. I have lived many lives in this one lifetime. I'm guessing I’m in the minority on this...

10 Reasons Why I Love My Turkish Towel Even More

10 Reasons Why I Love My Turkish Towel Even More

You may know how much I love my Turkish towel from my first article published in 2016. Now I love it even more. 1. They are so gorgeous. I’ve never met a Turkish towel I didn’t like. They come in vibrant colors as well as more muted tones. The patterns are simple,...

Now You Can Go to Turkey

Now You Can Go to Turkey

When my dad in Milwaukee was diagnosed with cancer in 1998, we were living in Israel. We built a home in the community of Maccabim, halfway between Tel Aviv and Jerusalem. It was a modest townhouse with a small yard big enough to accommodate a patio, an inflatable...

Welcome to Hotel Quarantine

Welcome to Hotel Quarantine

Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had to find the passage back To the place I was before "Relax, " said the night man, "We are programmed to receive. You can check-out any time you like, But you can never leave."                                      ...

The Most Powerful Skill We Learned This Year

The Most Powerful Skill We Learned This Year

Here we go! Let's talk about this year. Our lives could return to more familiar territory or this may linger on indefinitely. We don’t know. It’s ok. It's time to set an intention for the year to come.  In some way or another this last year has made us feel like we...

Hello darkness, my old friend.

Hello darkness, my old friend.

I appreciate the change of season by the end of summer. The orange, brown, maroon tones and fabrics of fall fashion make me long for their feel against my skin. Climbing on a chair to retrieve the crockpot evokes the aroma of rich umami stews and soups. Pumpkin, sweet...

Out of Whack: Living in 2020

Out of Whack: Living in 2020

Love and Medicine is groping for words. My emotions are all over the place. I cry at the drop of a hat. Sometimes the tears are tears of joy. Other times my heart aches for those I love who are far from me. There are days I wake up hypomanic, filled with ideas, energy...

Do You Dare Eat a Peach?

Do You Dare Eat a Peach?

Let’s think about the peach. The vibrant mix of fiery orange and red sweeping its surface. How sexy is that shape - with the round, fuzzy curvature and visible crack? It baits you to take a big messy bite, juice running down your chin. The sweet flesh a wake up call...

Polio: Our Parents’ Plague

Polio: Our Parents’ Plague

"Your mom walks funny" a friend said one day in elementary school. I had never noticed my mom walking any different than anyone else. Just like I didn't realize my dad had a Czechoslovakian accent. That is when I found out my mom had polio 40 years earlier. The virus...

Staying at Home

Staying at Home

Since we are home, and being ordered to stay home, I am re-publishing an article I wrote two years ago. The first paragraph sounds like a different lifetime but still, read on.. Walking down the narrow corridor between the rows on an airplane, waiting as people...