As told to Bracha Stein E very little girl grows up with dreams of becoming a Mommy. When that doesn’t happen, it’s the ultimate disappointment. I assumed I’d be cuddling babies and wiping sticky fingers right after I got married. But Hashem had other plans for me. He had plans to collect buckets of
It’s just as hard for seminaries to reject you
When you’re an “older single,” your status is your fault
The perfect storm caused my eating disorder
Hashem gives the precise koach to get through each day
The world of everyone else’s preconceived ideas. Why would adoption work for us when nothing else had?