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He came to a Size 2. “Are you my bashert?” he said to the Size 2.

I long regarded the Falkowitzes as “outsiders” who could never fit into our frum worldview

We were hopeful that his adjustment would be more or less behind him by now. Instead, his problems at school are getting worse, not better

The moment I’d anticipated for almost nine months would never come.

“Everyone is buying new shirts for the play!” says my nothing-if-not-persistent daughter

She furrows her brow and looks at him, “That one’s okay? I thought it has to have an OU-P, no?”