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Words Unspoken
Dear Neighbor
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Second Guessing: Kitchen Closed 
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A Thing of Beauty  
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Mother for Eternity   
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LifeTakes
My Namesake and I
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Hidden Chambers   
Avraham looked and did not turn into a pillar of salt. She should not have looked. He did look. And he survived
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My Job
Our “job” remains the same: the same intensified focus, the same intensified teshuvah, the same intensified prayer
Rabbi Hillel Goldberg
Nourish to Flourish
"Welcome, Everyone, to Our Last Week!"
"The last week, already? But we never even spoke about food and nutrition!"
Bracha Kopstick
Nourish to Flourish
"What Does the Word ‘Exercise’ Conjure Up for You?”
“It’s finding ways to move your body that feel good, are enjoyable, and make you feel better, not worse, after doing it”
Bracha Kopstick
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The human drama fueling Israel’s election story
Mishpacha Staff
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The Lion Roars Back
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Care to Join
Care to Join: Chapter 9
Somehow, between labor and delivery, I’d learned that Nava is extremely left-wing secular. Now I commented, “Whoa, it must be really hard to work here in a snowstorm”
Leah Greene
Care to Join
Care to Join: Chapter 7
I checked the time. By now, my husband should have taken off. I dialed his number anyway. Of course, his phone was off
Leah Greene
bite the budget
One Fish, Two Fish
Try as I might, I still harbor that childish conviction that Rus and I are one and the same, that the megillah is referencing me in its depiction of dedication and complete subservience to the ultimate King I've always thought Shavuos was my Yom Tov. With a name like Rus, it was only natural. I
Elisheva Frankel
bite the budget
More on Chicken
Try as I might, I still harbor that childish conviction that Rus and I are one and the same, that the megillah is referencing me in its depiction of dedication and complete subservience to the ultimate King I've always thought Shavuos was my Yom Tov. With a name like Rus, it was only natural. I
Elisheva Frankel
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