Aimee Kleiman

What began as a project to find more shared interests with my twelve year old son became a journey of community, connection, and self-reflection well beyond anything I could have imagined. I mean, they were just super hero movies, right? I figured I would watch maybe one movie each week. With 23 movies to watch,

I am pretty much the textbook definition of an extrovert: I get my energy from others, I thrive around people, and I rarely want to be alone. I joke with my friends that I would have coffee with a serial killer if it meant not being by myself. So, given that information, when I have

You know what happened? I blinked and I was 40 on August 3, 2020. A friend asked me the day before my birthday if I felt forty. I thought about it and said, “Well, I’m forty and I feel like this…I feel amazing…so I guess I feel forty.” I think what he was really asking

Four days after the 2016 presidential election, my husband and I saw the national tour of Fun Home. The tension in the theater was palpable and when Kate Shindle gave her speech to raise money for Broadway Cares Equity Fights AIDS, she said: “In times of uncertainty, the most beautiful art is created.” The quote

For weeks (I guess coming upon months…weird), I have been wanting to sit and write, but the task has felt daunting. What do I write about during a global pandemic? How do I narrow down what I am feeling into one post? What can I say that could possibly be helpful or interesting while we

Disclaimer: If you are an artist reading this, or anyone whose financial security is being threatened by the current shutdowns due to coronavirus, PLEASE know that this post is in no way meant to discredit or ignore the severity of that. I see you, I hear you, and I am sending you endless love and

I have a confession: Last September I got cupping for the first time and I am obsessed. The idea behind cupping – an ancient Chinese alternative therapy – is to increase circulation, release muscle tension and pain, expel toxins, and even reduce anxiety, using suction from glass cups. While some think the whole practice is

Last Monday I was feeling pretty blech when I woke up. All three of my kids were home sick, quarantined in their rooms so as not to share the various viruses in our petri-dish of a house; Current political events were hanging heavy in the air; Chicagoland had not seen sun in over two weeks