Tag: Maya Bernstein

A friend of mine was visiting from out of town for a conference recently, and a group of her women friends gathered to see her. We ordered in pizza, and… Read more »

And it was cold. And snowy. A blizzard, actually, and the winds were so strong that despite the gravity and despite the skis and despite the thick wet snow we… Read more »

When my friend’s son was one year old, she and her husband threw a big party in their back-yard to celebrate the baby’s weaning. It was June in Northern California.… Read more »

I was in a meeting with a colleague when my cell phone rang; I didn’t recognize the number, but I picked it up anyway. It was the head of the… Read more »

After college, I spent a year living in Germany, working with the Jewish immigrants from the Former Soviet Union who were flocking to cities across Germany in such numbers that,… Read more »

From time to time, I tutor girls for their Bat Mitzvahs. The other night, I had a first session with a new student, and, as I always do, rather than… Read more »

When I decided to work part-time, I was convinced I was doing it for my kids. Isn’t it best for young children to have at least one parent present in… Read more »

Each Wednesday evening, after my kids are in bed, I switch bags. I take my wallet, cell phone, and keys out of my work bag, the bag with my business… Read more »

I was a Russian Language and Literature Major in college. When I look back at the arc of my life, it makes sense, but at the time, it felt random,… Read more »