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”
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
Calligraphy
Miri answered as succinctly as possible. She was here to uncover a fraudster, not examine her innermost self
Calligraphy
"Yidden are givers, Yidden are generous, just speak to their hearts and they’ll open their pockets. Why doesn’t Motti realize that?”
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
Calligraphy
She couldn’t have imagined how successful her channel would become, and that frightened her more than she would admit
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?
Calligraphy
So now I’m the poor friend receiving her tzedakah, when just a year ago I was the one helping her?
Text Messages
Politics is a make-believe world, and it’s the Almighty Who controls and decides all
I'm Stuck
Do I bow out and leave a void? Or do I have a responsibility beyond the walls of my home?
Between Brothers
Boris did not respond. He seemed choked up and emotional. I wondered what it was in that casual question that had touched him so deeply
My COVID Hero
As we mark one year since the pandemic changed our lives, we asked you to introduce us to your COVID heroes
Eyes That Saw Angels
Venerable individuals still among us share their recollections of personal encounters with yesteryear's giants
Behind the Book
Some people have asked me, “Aren’t these just Hashgachah pratis stories?” They certainly are, but they’re a particular type of story
