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I could handle comments that lacked tact, brains, or both. This I couldn’t

I stared at baby Hendel in disbelief. How could this be accompanying her entry into the world?

“I’ve had enough of recovering! I can’t do this any longer! I’m going to make Shabbos!”

I’m the kooky lady who hides gifts — in pockets, slippers, even in the fridge

 Decades apart, these individuals unknowingly impacted the way I interact with the children in my life

From time to time, the glasses slipped off and the panorama became markedly different