Joshua Wilner- A Writer Writes

It’s A Time For Mourning & A Time For Celebration

Yesterday I sat a bench in the gym, pulled my hoodie off and turned it around so it fell upon a back like it was a cape. I …

Sometimes I have to remind myself of what Rilke said below and remember to have faith in that old phrase what is meant for you …

You could say the first part of this story started over here or you could say it started in May of '69. Almost a full 56 years …

It's thirty-one years since my Uncle Mark died and almost seven since his older brother, my father died. Their father, my grandpa …

Almost 30 years ago Henry Kissinger spoke at a trade show I was at. I remember going because my supervisor is among the very …

We were at the beach the last time I saw the rabbi, or so I recall. We knew each other from blogging but not well and we had very …

And we start with Simon & Garfunkel singing Bookends while I silently sing along inside my head. "Time it was, and what a …

I learned many years ago that truth really is stranger than fiction and that the stupid and ridiculous plot lines of day time …

A woman once told me I was the love of her life and then told me we could only be friends. During a separate conversation I bet …

I posted a picture of me dressed in my oh so fashionable hospital gown on Instagram and got a handful of questions and a couple of …