A sparrow hopped across our path and Esti ran after it, laughing. It didn’t upset my schedule at all.
How will I run a Shabbos seudah on my own? I know there are single mothers who face Shabbos solo every week, but I feel like I cannot handle this alone. Chocolate cake is my go-to comfort food. It’s easy to prepare and even easier to enjoy — cushiony sweetness with a rich chocolate flavor.
Do I taste a square of chocolate before it glides, prompting a craving for the next piece?
The kids are finally asleep. The house is quiet. It’s the end of a long summer day, and it’s left everyone sticky and sandy. I have to peel my feet off dried ice pop drippings in the kitchen, and I crunch on grit in the bathroom. I fold the laundry that covers my bed, then
I missed the fact that everyone there knew me and smiled as I passed. It was hard to be just another nameless shopper in the grocery
