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I of the Storm
I pinched myself. Could it be that the entire Shafer crew is cooperating, smiling — and genuinely happy? Could it be that our family portrait is not a complete farce?
Ilana Shafer
I of the Storm
So I’m not a tzadeikes, I shot back to my ever-present faultfinder. I haven’t got bottomless reservoirs of patience. But I’m not so bad, either
Ilana Shafer
Musings
You want to talk reason when it comes to milk? Good luck with that
Peshie Needleman
Musings
Thank you, Grandma, for the newspaper clipping that you sent me
Esther Mandel
It's a Draw
What, this is where the day ends? Stupid planner. Where are the hours of the actual day?
Esty Heller
Moonlight
When Shabbos Chazon falls on Erev Tishah B’Av, it’s a powerful reminder that the end of galus is near
Rabbi Menachem Nissel
Moonlight
No matter how much we try to fit in, the world will remind us that we don’t
Rabbi Menachem Nissel
Dream On
Vivianne Willig, MSW, responds to reader questions about Dream On
Vivianne Willig MSW
Dream On
Whatever she ended up doing in life, she’d do it as herself. If nothing else, she’d learned that this year in seminary
Gila Arnold
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The formula is simple: If you’re a Jew, you will be linked to Israel

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The sentiment was sweet, the bakers well-intentioned. But the reception was decidedly sour

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