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“Who’s going to make sure the milk isn’t spoiled, Ema?” my kids pondered. But the kids’ breakfast was the least of my problems
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On Motzaei Shabbos prior to C-Day, I made a Master List that rivaled all the lists I’ve ever made
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I did this crazy six-people-to-three-functioning-devices scramble in the spring. I thought we were finally heading back to normal
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Sometimes it’s just about making it through the weeks without letting on that you don’t know the answers
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It was never spoken about, an otherworldly secret between club members, the club you didn’t want to join
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We’re aching for what we had, pre-coronavirus, when we didn’t know how lucky we were