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The “Kohein Gadol” bangles tinkle on my wrist. The sound my daughter says she loves most

My critic knows me and pushes me. To do more, to be more, but also to doubt and loathe myself

I’m mourning this reality, in which it’s more of a rejection of my family to become religious than to marry a non-Jew

Asking for directions is not a sign of weakness. Sometimes it shows our greatest strength

It’s walking through the sea while G-d turns the world upside down, it’s shaking in awe of His power to upend the natural order and create a nation

I wondered if this scene of chaos was what Purim was supposed to look like