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What kind of mother would I be if I implicated my son by blaming him for his lateness? I may threaten to, but let’s face it, I won’t

The doctors said I wasn’t going to make it — then prayer pulled me back

I stared at baby Hendel in disbelief. How could this be accompanying her entry into the world?

Letting teenagers tend to their own issues — was it a good idea?

I didn’t want to be “off the derech” but neither did I want to be “in the box”

 I’m 26 years old, but suddenly I’m six again, staring mesmerized at a scattering of coins at the bottom of a wishing well