About Shari

I'm Shari; a woman of a certain age: Translation is I'm somewhere between Lolita and What Ever Happened to Baby Jane. Oxymoron has my finger prints smudged all over it… I'm the product of a Talmudic rabbinical scholar and a narcissistic fashionista . What that procreative contradiction produces is a deep thinker whose bulging closets are on the verge of serious collapse... I live in an elevator building but obsessively forge up 34 flights of stairs to my apt. every day. A good portion of my life I’'ve been identified in terms of my male connections : —Rabbi's Daughter, Doctor's wife, Jason and Daniel's mom. I have embraced those affiliations but also fought to emerge as my own person. I've been a medical claims investigator, ghost writer, an exercise guru, an English teacher, Diversity Coordinator and member of a theater company.

Retrospectively, I was the smartest 19 yr. old on the planet when I married my husband because we are still together. We're at the stage where I listen to him breathe at night because the thought of not waking up to him devastates me. Our shared passion is theater, books, challenging conversation, dining out, hiking in scenic places, our precious 3 yr. old granddaughter Edie, and oddly enough, each other.

I think when I was younger I believed in a sort of logical correlation of cause and effect making life somewhat predictable.. Experience has taught me the folly of that fantasy. No longer do I buy into the concept of there being a reason for everything. What experience has taught me is that resilience and distraction are great coping mechanisms. What can'’t be solved or fixed can either consume us and prevent us from still carving out meaning or we can relegate it to background noise and drown it out with a primal scream of Re-creation, —And that’s where this blog comes in…

This Empathetic Laugh-loving, Inner-Directed, Wounded Warrior is determined to make sense of the Day to Day Absurdities. Expressing my thoughts on paper always helps me crystallize them. I think while we are all unique —we all are in search of validation and human connection. I hope while I struggle to be my most authentic self by sharing my own angst and awe –you will lend your voice to the chaotic cacophony that defines our lives. Together maybe we can quiet the doubts and fears. Forgive the missteps and celebrate the magical moments.