I wonder what you would do if you read this letter. But I’ll never find out

And there we sat, you and I, for the next six Yom Kippurim — a wonderful “table shidduch”

“I have to be honest with you, dear. It just seems problematic to me that you’d want to take it easy at this age”

My heart skipped a beat. Sudden tears pricked my eyelids. What was coming next? What didn’t I know?

I thought that divorce meant saying goodbye to one person in your life

“Please keep in mind that dan l’chaf zechus relates to parents as well”

“I promise you, it’s harder for me to speak to you than it is for you to speak to me”

Should I have gone to visit you? Should I have ignored my concern that you wouldn’t want to see people? Should I have realized you might not make it to Sunday?

During a simchah, which is typically such an exciting time, there’s often an underlying feeling of tension

Even my friends of decades find it tough to see me this way, I can tell. But trust me — I haven’t changed

Please ask your child to take a moment and think of a classmate who isn’t as likely to get too many mishloach manos deliveries (or even one!)