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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

EndNote
"Inspired by Reb Sholom Mordechai Rubashkin, the opening track of the miracle-themed album contains the music and the message that says it all"

By Riki Goldstein

Naming Myself
Most of us are given our Jewish names at birth. But sometimes, we gain our name later in life. 3 accounts

By Rikki Silver

Between Brothers
How well do the Schulgasser brothers know each other?

By Rachel Bachrach

Breakthrough
If anyone ever wondered how different two brothers could be, they could come look at Nachi and Yudi for their answer

By Rochel Samet

My COVID Hero
As we mark one year since the pandemic changed our lives, we asked you to introduce us to your COVID heroes

By B.K.

Text Messages
Politics is a make-believe world, and it’s the Almighty Who controls and decides all

By Eytan Kobre