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Why couldn’t Mom see that every moment was precious?

 I hated that she was the only mother who panicked. “Come on,” I’d say. “There were still lots of people on the street!”

Slowing down? No, I tell myself, it’s just that the streets are in need of repair and it takes longer to avoid the potholes and uneven spots

Not so, Dovid says. When you keep your pieces safe, you’re not playing chess right

I remember that my husband mentioned something about fiddling with my phone yesterday. I should have taken him more seriously

Does a struggling student belong in seminary? A principal and student speak