Entries by Benjamin Rubenstein

If Nobody Remembers Us

Ann stood alone on the other side of the dance floor, swaying offbeat. I approached my friend in her white gown. She looked as chic as my tailored tux and bow tie, which someone else knotted for me because I suck at “adulting”. The closer I got to her, the more I thought Ann looked […]

A Conversation With My Bone Marrow on Her 15th Birthday

On every anniversary of my bone marrow transplant, I try to write a story of reflection. This is one such story in recognition of the 15th anniversary since I had my bone marrow transplant and have been cancer-free. This story is fantasy, so please suspend reality for a moment. My 15-year-old “daughter” says that since […]

Two Disabled Cousins Slash Friends: Beyond the Tent and Into the Metro

Kenny and I entered the Metro car at 8:30 on a Wednesday night after happy hour – and then some – at Carving Room in Chinatown. The Yellow-line train heading south was sparse. One woman wearing a pinstripe suit sat in the first row on the far side, and one man wearing a solid green […]

I’ve Been Arrogant for 15 Years and Now I Atone

It is Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. In synagogue I recited one of the most important prayers Jews read each year called viddui, or the confession. Al chet she-cha-tanu l’fanecha. For the sin we have committed against you. There are many sins. One stood out to me. “. . .The sin we have committed […]

Hi Mom, I Got a Tattoo!

Hi Mom, Please sit so you don’t keel when you read this, and remember to inhale and then exhale, in that order: I got another tattoo. I know you thought my final would be the survivor tumor tattoo I received three years ago, or even the tattoo dots I received before my radiation 14 years […]