A little Sunday note from Barcelona ✈️
There won’t be a new essay from me today.
The Quiet Return
On healing, living, and the quiet shift away from performance.
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The Quiet Return — July 2026
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The Quiet Return is growing.
When I started The Quiet Return, I had a vision for what I wanted it to become.
The melted cheese sandwich.
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The Perfect Bite
For years now, I’ve had a habit that feels both a little indulgent and completely necessary.
The day my father told me I didn't need my uterus anymore.
When I was little, I wanted to be a doctor.
The day I met my first Jewish person.
It happened on a staircase in an English boarding school. I was fifteen.
The day my husband cleaned the bathroom.
There was a brief period during lockdown when my husband cleaned a bathroom.