Rachel Jablow
Bio
Writer at heart with a day job that pays the bills. Bond trader by day,dreamer by night.NYC is my one true love & my home.Traveler, Adventurer,fitness junkie & overanalyzer. Founder of WellJars.I write to remember.This is the written soundtrack of my life.The New American Dream: Can Success Bring us Happiness?
By Rachel JablowIt was in Siem Reap, Cambodia, where I was volunteering as an English teacher for an NGO called Feeding Dreams, that I began to look at the American Dream differently.
These children live in impoverished villages in the city's outskirts and receive…
Travel Is…: What I Gained During My Solo Adventure To Southeast Asia
By Rachel JablowSomething had to change; I needed a shift in my life. I was tired of the monotony and the cycle of old patterns. Every day had begun to feel like Groundhog Day. Essentially, everything was, well, fine. But to me, fine was loathsome.
I had somehow…
When Milk Sours, We Throw it Out: So Why Do We Stay In A Relationship Past Its Expiration Date?
By Rachel JablowLetting Go
When you were young, how many times did your mom tell you, “Don’t let go of my hand!” while crossing a street or in a crowded shopping mall? Should you let go, you were sure to see the wrath of mom.
Remember that game, Red Rover? The one…
Scars Of A Survivor: A Young Women's Story Of Her Battle With Breast Cancer
By Rachel JablowAs I sat in my dear friend Chrisanthi's bedroom, just twenty-seven days after she had a double mastectomy with reconstructive surgery, she asked me if I wanted to see her scars. I was hesitant. I was nervous of what I would see, yet a part of me…
Are We All Little Liars?: How Lying Has Become Socially Acceptable
By Rachel JablowRemember the Ricky Gervais movie, “The Invention of Lying”? It's about a society where lying doesn't exist. Each character only knows how to be honest. All truth, all the time. Can you imagine? One is not easily insulted when everyone tells the…
A Personal Story Of Terror, Tragedy And Triumph As We Remember 9/11 Twelve Years Later
By Rachel JablowIt's been twelve years since I moved to New York City to begin my twenties and the next chapters of my young-adult life, asserting my independence in a city with so much hope and promise for the future. It's also been twelve years since that fateful…
Why You Need To Be More Of A Free Spirit
By Rachel JablowI sat on the beach and stared out into the ocean at a sea of colorful bobbing boards and the black wetsuit-clad shapes that floated atop them in the distance. I was transfixed. I got lost in my thoughts, as I usually do, while I anxiously, awaited…
Has Our Culture Killed Class?
By Rachel Jablow'No elbows on the table. You should never leave the house with wet hair. Ladies don't chew gum. Don't bite your nails. Ask to be excused from the table. Please and Thank you.'
My grandmother, if she were here today, would be thrilled knowing her…
How Influential Are We In Creating Our Destiny
By Rachel JablowI have always been a very rational person. I have always had the need to understand or find an explanation for why something happens or doesn't happen. Whether it be an algebra equation or an argument with a friend, I believe there has to be a…
Lessons Learned From Past Relationships
By Rachel JablowI recently read a news article about research being done on a pill that may be able to erase painful memories. Think “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind,” the movie with Kate Winslet and Jim Carrey, where they both opt to have a procedure done on…
One Motivational Tweet Away From Happiness?
By Rachel JablowClicking through pictures on Facebook and Instagram, I continually come face to face with "the happy couple," "the perfect children" or the most wildly, fun and exciting lifestyle. However, the common phrase heard amongst friends and colleagues is…
NYC Will Make Or Break Your Dreams
By Rachel JablowA born and bred suburban girl with a Manhattanite for a father, I heard stories of a city that were difficult to imagine while living in a five bedroom home with a view of an acre of grass and a vegetable garden. That first trip through the Lincoln…
