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Family First Feature
It’s tempting to bypass the distressing feelings and skip straight to declarations of emunah. But true emunah requires facing pain and ambivalence, and only then transcending them

By Sara Eisemann

Personal Accounts
Wherever we are, whoever we’re with... On the seventh day we rest. Nine tales of Shabbos spent in unexpected spots

By Family First Contributors

Family Matters
I think the reason she chose me to be her confidante is obvious: I’d been a caregiver. I’d been there. I would get it

By Joan Zlotnick

Fiction
“He’s not one of those guys who opens the cream cheese container but leaves the plastic wrap half attached on top, is he? Because that’s bad middos”

By Yael Zoldan

Behind the Book
As humans, we have many different parts of our personalities. We also have weaknesses and wounds. But as Hashem’s people, we have an actual part of Him within us. That’s our Aweso ...

By Riki Goldstein

Yardsticks
Shevy twisted the bag around her finger and inhaled. “I’m not dumb. I know something’s wrong. You’re hiding something about the Engels. What is it? Tell me, I can handle it”

By Esty Heller

Vacancies
Naomi sighed. This was ridiculous. She’d been married for 16 years. Why was she still worrying about what her sisters-in-law thought about her?

By Michal Marcus

LifeTakes
And then it’s time for the most important, most integral part of Visiting Day: leaving camp grounds!

By Dini Stein

Lifestyle
Is there a better way?

By Yisroel Besser

Inside Israel
The quiet in Gaza is misleading

By Eliezer Shulman

Double Take
There are some mornings that my little girl is standing by the front door, French-braided hair, lunchbox and all — and Elisheva’s car takes forever to arrive

By Rochel (Grunewald) Samet

Outlook
Fundraising is not for the faint of heart, and should never be undertaken unless you are convinced of the importance of the cause

By Yonoson Rosenblum

Shul of My Youth
Rebbetzin Esther Jungreis’s daughter remembers the shul of her youth

By Chaya Sora Jungreis Gertzulin

Family Reflections
It can be sink or swim in the sea of love

By Sarah Chana Radcliffe