No Jewish woman is ever a stranger to another. There are some experiences that are universal unifiers, like pain and joy. And fish heads.
Savta Tova is our family’s only direct ancestor to be buried in Israel, and I felt a strange urge to visit her grave.,
Mom refused to budge. “Behind my back you did this! I’m not a piece of garbage, you know.”
How could I go without music for an entire year? I can barely make it through sefirah! How could I miss my granddaughter’s musical? I knew music was a no-no, and that would be the toughest test.
I know most siblings argue and even fight at least at some point in their lives, but I can’t imagine they do it as much as my children. Especially on vacation.
