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Devora Heller
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Rachel Newton
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Miriam Hendeles
Family First Editor's Letter
Sometimes the solution isn’t about tackling the reality, but about altering what we tell ourselves about that reality.
Bassi Gruen
Family First Editor's Letter
Sometimes the solution isn’t about tackling the reality, but about altering what we tell ourselves about that reality.
Bassi Gruen
Voices for Eternity
Esther was prepared to sacrifice everything—her very life and even her portion in Olam HaBa—for the sake of the people
Rebbetzin Shira Smiles
Voices for Eternity
The tefillos of men are carried upward through the prayers and tears of the women
Rebbetzin Shira Smiles
On My Shelf: Pesach Theme 5783
Writers share the backstory of the prized possession they’ll keep forever 
Rachel Bachrach
A Few Minutes With
Gilad Erdan sat down with Mishpacha for a discussion of his unenviable job
Avi Blum, ESQ
A Few Minutes With
As cracks in the wartime coalition widen, Gideon Saar urges Israel’s warring politicians to hold their fire
Avi Blum, ESQ and Yossi Elituv
Map the Starlight
Why do maps fascinate me? Partly because I love fault lines. The border between doubt and certainty. The place between choice, faith, passivity, and acceptance
Leah Gebber
Map the Starlight
Who is he? A man who seeks goodness and truth, or a man who burns books and people? Is he heir to his great-grandfather’s legacy?
Leah Gebber
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“Okay, let’s start. At what point did you remove the scissor ban?”

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A Plea for Single People to Reclaim Their Agency

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There were three cardinal rules that I, as well as every other event planner, knew

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You realize, the moment you step foot outside, that you’ve committed a grievous error

By Gittie Rosenberg