Three years ago today, I stood in front of family and friends on the Northwest side of Chicago and gave a eulogy for my father. We laughed and cried and were gently guided by a rabbi to the gravesite where we buried my dad in the ground, each of us shoveling a bit of dirt … Continue reading I’ve never felt more like a child than the day we buried my father
Author: Nina Vallone
Neen is a writer by night, a mostly adoring wife and a mom of teenagers by day (and night.) She's on a quest to write about what she talks about: life, love and the pursuit of getting up after falling, repeatedly. Her passion of learning to live a mindful life lead her to teaching mindfulness classes around town. While living in the burbs, she constantly peruses city real estate so that when the kids are off to college, she and hubs can haul ass back down to the city.
Mary Mitchell, rape is rape
Rape is rape. Whether you are attacked and beaten by a stranger in your home, or you are hooking up with someone you know on his sofa and decide you don't want it to go any further and he forces himself on you anyway or if you are running on a secluded path and get … Continue reading Mary Mitchell, rape is rape
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Music for a better Monday
Mondays can be rough. Let's start the week off with a kick! The Neen household needed a pick me up today - so here are some tunes I played in the kitchen this morning. Hope you enjoy them. The playlist says Top 5, but I threw in some extras, because, why not? It's Monday.... Enjoy! … Continue reading Music for a better Monday
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