Calligraphy
And then I froze and my mind went blank and this crazy overwhelming feeling came over me and I started to cry and so did she

By Rikki Ehrlich

Calligraphy
As he liked to tell Sarah, “I spend ten months teaching teenagers eight hours a day, all I want is quiet, I’m not looking for any action, thank you very much”

By Dov Haller

Calligraphy
It’s a look that makes her quail inside, though she’s used to it, though she’s stood her own before and will do it again.

By Leah Gebber

Calligraphy
Her parents had picked up on that early in the shidduch process — every neighbor, every relative, every rebbi or roommate seemed to get a light in their eye when asked about Ch ...

By Blimi Rabinowitz

Calligraphy
Riva forced herself to voice her deepest fear. “I really care about… the learning thing. I really care about… a home attached to Torah. I need to know he’s there too”

By Zivia Reischer

Calligraphy
How it worked: A client faces an empty chair, imagines his demon sitting in it, and speaks his thoughts and feelings with no filters

By Esty Heller

Calligraphy
At least now he’ll see that nonsensical, silly, irresponsible Molly had done well for herself, is married to a celebrated rebbi, has raised poised, wonderful, eidel children…

By Faigy Schonfeld

 
Finally, there they are. Howard and Jack and the rest of them. He should make the most of this game, his last for the next while

By Rochel (Grunewald) Samet

Shul with a View
As Pesach loomed closer, his resentment was growing

By Rabbi Ron Yitzchok Eisenman

Bricks and Ladders
"Wow. Well, you’re very astute, Rachel Ahuva. I’m impressed. But that was a long time ago. I’d prefer not to dredge up old hurts”

By Ariella Schiller

10 Questions
"Most of all, I’m hoping they can rekindle the geshmak"

By Rachel Bachrach

#In A Word
On that snowy night, I made my way from Flatbush to Boro Park on foot, looking for that scene holding a story. On 14th Avenue, at around 8 p.m., I found it

By Mishpacha Contributors

Profiles
He sat by his zeide daily, through winter and summer and sickness and health. And every day, Rav Aryeh Elyashiv, the grandson of Rav Yosef Shalom Elyashiv ztz”l, watched his bel ...

By Yisroel Besser

#In A Word
These two witnesses to history sat silently, hearing an enduring cry, a timeless call, to an Eternal G-d

By Mishpacha Contributors