
Carly Pildis is an organizing and advocacy professional living in Washington, D.C.
Carly Pildis is an organizing and advocacy professional living in Washington, D.C.
I am trying to make an impossible summer as sweet as possible for my child. This week there was deep exhaustion and sadness. Despite it all, Shabbat still comes Within grief, and loss, and hardship, we need to find new ways to be resilient. I find resilience in insisting on joy. That’s what Shabbat is…
All of last week and into this one, Americans grieved and demonstrated and were beaten in the streets by police as we protested George Floyd’s murder. It is an emotional time, with the wins of the Black Lives Matter movement making change seem, finally, possible. Yet existing communal tensions remained. All week, I’ve been asked…
People grieve in different ways. Black people across America have been grieving. Grieving George Floyd. Grieving Breonna Taylor. Grieving Ahmad Aubrey. Grieving the loss of life from COVID-19, which has disproportionately affected black people. In my house, we grieve these losses as our own. They are our own. They are us. Just as those lost…
Are you feeling sick? For months that’s been the question we have asked each other as COVID-19 raged and killed over 100,000 Americans. My Jewish family, which is mixed-race with two black members, has been grateful to answer that we are okay. Grateful to be healthy and employed. But after the events of this past…
I am worn out. You are too. I have a preschooler and I work multiple jobs, so I am used to being tired. A full 8 hours of sleep is an occasional luxury. That said, the past two months have been grueling. School has been closed since Mar. 12, so I have added “teacher” to…
The Shabbat before Memorial Day is usually a time for celebration. Not this year. This year, there will be no road trips. No days at the beach. No laying by the pool eating watermelon and chips. No fond farewell before camp. No graduation parties. There will be more of this terrible stillness. This suspended animation….
When we step out of our homes in the morning, we assume we will come home at the end of the day. We leave a crockpot with dinner cooking on the counter. We have laundry we’ll fold or bills we’ll pay or a Netflix binge waiting. On February 23, Ahmad Aubrey went out for a…
When I got married my mother bought me a dining room table. It was a beautiful dark wood table with extension leaves for when guests came to dinner. My husband and I had just moved from my tiny 450 square foot single girl apartment into a shiny new apartment with floor to ceiling windows and…
די מתּנה וועט דערמעגלעכן מער אָנהענגערס פֿון ייִדיש צו געפֿינען די ייִדישע ווידעאָס, אַרטיקלען און שפּילן פֿונעם פֿאָרווערטס.
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