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It reminds me of the smell of pungent garlic and sour borscht, of the house dappled with the sounds of Yiddish phrases

I wipe away a cloud of condensation that blocks my view, hoping to see just a small sliver of sunshine, a tiny ray of hope

She, who had numerous children and grandchildren, held my baby like she was a long lost diamond

A sparrow hopped across our path and Esti ran after it, laughing. It didn’t upset my schedule at all.

How will I run a Shabbos seudah on my own? I know there are single mothers who face Shabbos solo every week, but I feel like I cannot handle this alone. Chocolate cake is my go-to comfort food. It’s easy to prepare and even easier to enjoy — cushiony sweetness with a rich chocolate flavor.

I have forgotten to turn off the autopilot mode of thoughtlessness