Going home…Braverman style


With the busy schedule the end of the school year brings,  the unsure future of my book constantly weighing on my mind…a fun weekend lies ahead. This weekend my parents will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary! FIFTY YEARS. We rarely see that in this day and age. In the land of Kardashian marriages and divorces to the wedding of the century based on the details in the party vs. the details in the vows and commitment – it is nice to see that it CAN last.

The Braverman’s of the NBC show Parenthood (that no longer airs) reminds me so much of my family. Loud family get togethers, laughter, family dinners and close relationships describes our family along with the fictional family. Everyone in  my family watched that show when it was on. We laugh and compare ourselves to them…if one kid has a play – we are all there (most of us), when one thing happens – we are on the phone with each other within seconds. We have drama, arguments, misunderstandings but at the end of the day we are a strong resilient family.

This week we are all traveling back to New York. Where we all began…home. Where my parents were born, where us ‘kids’ were born. This will be the first time back there together with all of our families. Who knows when this will happen again. It will be fun to show our children the big old Victorian house on Elm Street where not only we lived, but our parents and our grandparents lived. See our cousins, extended family and close family friends. Most of them they met before when they were tiny, but this time will be more memorable.

To celebrate “Zeek and Camille” or Jack and Nedra’s 50 years of marriage. We return back to the same restaurant they had their wedding reception. In these past 50 years they lost a child, had 3 more, gained a daughter in law and 2 son in laws. Have 6 grandchildren. Been through surgeries, sleep disorder, moving across country away from all our family and friends, hosted numerous Memorial Day parties, trips to the cabin, game nights, “meat cutting” holidays and everyday life.

A fun and memorable weekend is ahead of us!


My other baby…

book with outline

Over the weekend the news broke and spread like a wildfire through my book community…the publishing company we all used was closing its doors and ceasing all business effective May 31. Our books will be pulled from Amazon. SHOCK. SADNESS. FRUSTRATION. ANGER. So many questions of “What now!?”. So much talk about payouts to the editors, proofreaders, designers. To me, a book writing virgin…it is so overwhelming. I find myself standing still looking in and wondering what to do; what road to take?  Certainly not an unfamiliar journey.

Funny how my book; my little baby, my project that contains my heart and soul is all about becoming a mother and adoption is now homeless. Desperately scrambling to find a good new home. Was our publishing company just a foster home for all of our ‘babies’? Is there a better more permanent family to love and care for my book forever? Perhaps.

I believe in my ‘baby’ and know that she is not ready to call it quits. We have so much left to do. So many scared pregnant girls we can relate to. Infertile couples that need our understanding and families touched by adoption to share our love with.

I refuse to throw in the towel…where we end up is uncertain. I do know this is not the end and we will move on to bigger and better places. A new permanent home that will be so great and so full of opportunity and love.

All of you who have supported me, read my book, bought my book for others, connected with me with your beautiful motherhood stories….THANK YOU!! We maybe out of sight for a while…but never gone.

Again I find myself remembering that when one door closes, another one opens!