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I was traumatized; not by the birth itself, but at the belief that I’d failed: as a student, as a woman, as a mother

The veil hanging in my bedroom reminded me of all I had to daven for

This house, with its dearth of closets, was going to be mighty intolerant of Things

I carried the story of Tali and her mother in my heart throughout my childhood

You don’t know all that, and you still sent over flowers to show that you’re happy for me

Could he escape his inner demons by heading into a war zone?