I’m torn between wanting him to stay my little boy forever and being excited about all the amazing things he’ll do.
My entire kitchen is instant smoke and blackness. I’m standing in the eye of an explosion. Am I alive? Burned? Maimed? Cut? Bleeding? ,Lifetakes: Waiting for My Miracle,My entire kitchen is instant smoke and blackness. I’m standing in the eye of an explosion. Am I alive? Burned? Maimed? Cut? Bleeding?
Realization dawned: This was not a secret addition to our own house; it was simply a sneak peek into our neighbor’s home.
I don’t live here, I’ve got to go home. Will I ever recapture the connection I feel here, on this little porch?
They simply didn’t know how to pray. And yet… they came to shul. Just because. Because it’s Friday night and a Yid goes to shul,Lifetakes: A Yid’s Place,They simply didn’t know how to pray. And yet… they came to shul. Just because. Because it’s Friday night and a Yid goes to shul
Mussaf starts, the table is full, yet I feel so alone. The room has been cleansed of a whole decade of women, the twenty-pluses.
