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Joan Zlotnick
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Joan Zlotnick
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Joan Zlotnick
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Joan Zlotnick
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Joan Zlotnick
It's a Draw
What, this is where the day ends? Stupid planner. Where are the hours of the actual day?
Esty Heller
Street Smarts
In the taxi world, drivers are divided as to whether a “real” nahag uses Waze. For these veterans who know the city’s every highway and byway, the consensus is clear: real drivers don’t rely on it
Yaacov Lipszyc
Street Smarts
Love of the land has been infused in Shuki’s blood since birth; he’s the right man for our challenge
Ariella Schiller
Double Take
Are you taking advantage of my daughter to build your booming businsess?
Rochel Samet
Double Take
I paid a fortune for the clinic and now I'm trapped, watching my son sinking by the day 
Rochel Samet
True Account
My life as a musician...was fundamentally at odds with the Torah observance I was discovering
Ariel Moyal
True Account
A dusty sefer in a Boca genizah connected me to ancestors in a way I’d never imagined
Rebbetzin Yocheved Goldberg
FF Point of View
Should teenage girls help out in other people’s homes?
Family First Contributors
FF Point of View
Readers confess their everyday indulgences
Family First Readers
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Had the situation been reversed, I know that my husband z”l would’ve taken even better care of me than I did of him

By Joan Zlotnick

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I think the reason she chose me to be her confidante is obvious: I’d been a caregiver. I’d been there. I would get it

By Joan Zlotnick

Family Matters

Once again, though, my assumption that this was the worst thing you could ever do to a loved one proved false

By Joan Zlotnick

Family Matters

After about a year, it became clear to me that my husband belonged in a day-care program, but, of course, this was not something he’d agree to — and I knew better than to suggest it

By Joan Zlotnick

Family Matters

I know this sounds unbelievable. A doctor who, for a year, would advise me — a person he’d never met — over the phone about a patient he had never seen?

By Joan Zlotnick

Family Matters

In these instances, my instinct to spare my children and grandchildren was outweighed by my desperation

By Joan Zlotnick