What page are we on? How much longer does the service last? Just as my body signaled for urgent rest, the Shofar blasted. “Truah!” Those first notes remind me that I want to be heard by my Jewish community. Not just as someone who’s disabled, but as a Holy Fool who has the knowledge you [click to continue...]
At 19 months old, I was put on a medication called phenobarbital, which was “older than Moses.” My first cognizant memory of being on medication is when my friends asked me, “what does it taste like?” “Cherry.” And so, my fate was sealed. I’d always be the first one asleep at every sleepover. The very [click to continue...]
