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Dear Bais Yaakov Graduate
Anonymous
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To My Husband’s Therapist: the Conversation Continues
Family First Readers
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Dear Neighbor
Anonymous
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To My Husband’s Therapist
Anonymous
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To My Dearest Children
Anonymous
Story Time
Shimshon and the Golem — Part 3: Chapter 6
“So… the boy I thought I killed because of my creation survived after all.” Shabsi stared at Sylvester
Y. Bromberg
Story Time
Shimshon and the Golem, Part 3: Chapter 5
Shabsi lifted his head from the ground and saw something rising from the dirt. So tall, so powerful
Y. Bromberg
To the Letter
Back to the Start
As we know in so many areas in Judaism, the end is really just the beginning of something new, something greater
Mindel Kassorla and Cindy Landesman
Flashback
Flashback: Editor's Letter, Issue 717   
Sometimes, I wonder if this is just how it’s meant to be. Dream mothers don’t exist   To My Dearest Children, AS I raise you, I’m way too aware of the impact I have on your future. This is because I’m a therapist. Most of my day I meet with adults who talk about their
Bassi Gruen
Flashback
Flashback: Parshah, Issue 620
Sometimes, I wonder if this is just how it’s meant to be. Dream mothers don’t exist   To My Dearest Children, AS I raise you, I’m way too aware of the impact I have on your future. This is because I’m a therapist. Most of my day I meet with adults who talk about their
Faigy Peritzman
Yardsticks
Yardsticks: Chapter 43
“Oh, goodness, I’m so happy. It’s amazing what a good fit does to a gown. Beautiful, beautiful”
Esty Heller
Yardsticks
Yardsticks: Chapter 42
It was not my place to tell Yocheved what to do. This was her business, her responsibility. I couldn’t change the world
Esty Heller
Family First Editor's Letter
Flashback: Editor's Letter, Issue 788
Sometimes the solution isn’t about tackling the reality, but about altering what we tell ourselves about that reality.
Bassi Gruen
Family First Editor's Letter
Family First Editor's Letter: Issue 788
Sometimes the solution isn’t about tackling the reality, but about altering what we tell ourselves about that reality.
Bassi Gruen
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Dear Askan

Not because she didn’t want to, but because she was advised by a specific askan not to tell her family

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Dear Friend

I was never tested; if faced with an endless wait like this, would I sink or swim?

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To the Woman Who Called at Midnight

Don’t you want your son to learn to experience the simchah of Purim without relying on alcohol?

By Anonymous

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To My Dear Children

I can’t invite only some of you. I can’t invite all of you. Instead, Tatty and I invite none of you

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Dear Mrs. W.,

Mrs. W., when I came to your house for Shabbos, I realized how much I didn’t know

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Dear Neighbor

I closed my eyes and pictured the bassinet next to my bed and that the crying infant was my baby

By Anonymous