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As I was opening the door I heard my name mentioned. So instead of walking in, I eavesdropped

I wished I could make Yom Tov feel a little more yontifdig. But I couldn’t get into the right mood

I wanted people to feel bad for me, but I got so angry whenever anyone treated me like a nebach case.

I thought of Shani walking down to her chuppah with two loving parents at her side, and the tears came

My family members were safe, baruch Hashem, but our home had been completely destroyed

Every time I passed the Jewish school that had refused to take me in as a student, my heart would flutter