“Why is this year different from all the other years of my life? All the other years you were with us, Tatty, but this year, you’re no longer here”
I want to talk things through, I really do. But it’s uncomfortable for me to share certain things with you. Because although you’re the shadchan and initiator and advisor, you’re also practically a stranger
Each week, there’s a new mix of guests at the table. People her neighbor finds in shul, people who have nowhere else to go
Heading toward the door, my kids stop whatever they’re doing and stare at my coat. They ask me about it; I tell them it’s the latest drop-off from Fran
Off to the shoe store goes every mother whose husband has bein hazmanim. She takes along every one of her children who has two feet, including the baby who is bound to start walking within a year, because, hello, 40 percent
I watch it again and again, knowing that secrets to life are hidden in that one minute and 32-second clip. I intend to keep watching until I discover the secret
