Do you know the nagging type of mothers? Those that call you nine times every day? Well, my mom. Until October 2008, and for many years, my mom used to call me almost obsessively. When she’d be in Hadar shopping, she’d call to check if I needed any underwear, if my daughter needed socks, there’s… Read More mother – a woman with disabilities
from the diary of caring for a disabled mother: when the rhythm of your movement is slowed down due to physical disability, and you are unable to go outdoors in cold and rainy weather, a sunny day in the middle of winter is a precious gift to cherish. when you are forced to change the… Read More from the diary of caring for a disabled mother: a different rhythm of life
Sketches of Women with Disabilities in Public Spaces. Sketch 3 – 29 August 2016 For two months now, I’ve been taking my mom to Tai Chi classes. Not a class for people with disabilities. A class for women only. It is a small class, consisting of five participants. We convene every Sunday for 90 minutes… Read More Sketches of Women with Disabilities in Public Spaces. Sketch 3
