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Calligraphy
Breit had stopped walking to face Dovi. “Actually, you didn’t choose this, you were born into it. I married into this though, so I did this to myself”

By Dov Haller

Calligraphy
It’s a simchah, it’s a baby, a son for him and Batya. So what if the word son rips his heart clean in two, so what if his insides wrench from the pain of it

By Rochel Samet

Calligraphy
Miri answered as succinctly as possible. She was here to uncover a fraudster, not examine her innermost self

By Leora Klinberg

Calligraphy
"Yidden are givers, Yidden are generous, just speak to their hearts and they’ll open their pockets. Why doesn’t Motti realize that?”

By Blimi Rabinowitz

Calligraphy
This was an emergency. My mind raced. It could be nothing. It could be something. It could be congenital or genetic. Or then again, it could be nothing

By Chanie Spira

Calligraphy
She couldn’t have imagined how successful her channel would become, and that frightened her more than she would admit

By Ariella Schiller

Calligraphy
For one second, an avalanche of questions: What would Ahrele do? Where would he go? Could he ever go back to the way things were? And from there?

By Rivka Streicher

Calligraphy
So now I’m the poor friend receiving her tzedakah, when just a year ago I was the one helping her?

By Gila Arnold

Feature Videos
WATCH! Eyes that Saw Angels...in their own words

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer

The Current
In an exclusive interview with Mishpacha's Binyamin Rose, Andrew Yang shares his top priorities and answered pointed questions on issues most vital to New York’s Orthodox Jewish c ...

By Binyamin Rose

Eyes That Saw Angels
Would we spend the rest of our lives wondering why we’d hadn’t contacted the myriad of magical figures living in our midst?

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer

Magazine Feature
The Berko brothers — Shea and Avrumi — are pushing their music, and themselves, to new frontiers

By Yisroel Besser

Musings
I try to pull myself together, when I hear it. Somebody outside, strains of song. I open the window and a voice carries inside. “Mah nishtanah halaylah hazeh, halaylah hazeh…”

By Rivka Streicher

Eyes That Saw Angels
Venerable individuals still among us share their recollections of personal encounters with yesteryear's giants

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer