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Somehow, he always knew what to say, just what I needed to hear at that moment to make my worries or pain disappear

My grandmother was firm. “They’re for you. We always wanted you to have them”

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

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

I want to swim — really swim. Laps and laps, shutting out everyone and everything, letting the noise in my head wash away 

And I can’t help but wonder: Is Torah really at the core of all this?