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Joan Zlotnick
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Joan Zlotnick
The Real Me
We had a class siyum with doughnuts. Everyone was so excited to have a special treat, while we just had to sit and watch
Ruchy Bromberg
The Real Me
My name is Esther. I’m 12 years old and I live in Edgware, London, England. I have something called autism.
Ruchy Bromberg
Eyes That Saw Angels
Would we spend the rest of our lives wondering why we’d hadn’t contacted the myriad of magical figures living in our midst?
Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer
Eyes That Saw Angels
Venerable individuals still among us share their recollections of personal encounters with yesteryear's giants
Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer
Life Lab
Decision making is exhausting. What if I get other people to make them for me?
Esther Kurtz
Life Lab
Could I adopt my husband’s habits for a week — and survive?
Esther Kurtz
En Route
The universal motivators of sin all center on the self
Mrs. Shani Mendlowitz
Food that Packs
When you’re out there on your own, after almost half a century of marriage, as I was, socializing is very complicated   Caregivers, depending on their circumstances, might occasionally find themselves navigating the social landscape on their own. Widows have to do this this every single time. For caregivers, there’s the problem of dealing with
Rivky Kleiman
Food that Packs
When you’re out there on your own, after almost half a century of marriage, as I was, socializing is very complicated   Caregivers, depending on their circumstances, might occasionally find themselves navigating the social landscape on their own. Widows have to do this this every single time. For caregivers, there’s the problem of dealing with
Rivky Kleiman
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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

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

By Joan Zlotnick

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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

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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

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

By Joan Zlotnick