There was no way I could explain to Gedalyah, or his family, why I wasn’t interested in naming after Bubbe
“You know how our community is,” he said. “And you have to think about what this will mean for your other children’s shidduchim”
“Maybe you can be Rabi Akiva,” I told Kalman one day, “but I can’t be Rabi Akiva’s wife”
“What do you mean, declare bankruptcy?” I asked in horror. “That’ll destroy our credit rating! And who knows what other headaches we’ll have because of it?!”
Even if the stories were true — and the people outside his family insisted they weren’t — how could his own family be the ones to spread those tales?
“Everyone’s looking at me,” Devorah complained. “Wherever I go, I feel people’s eyes examining me to see if anything is ...
I was perfectly healthy, with no risk factors for the disease. No one in my family was sick. And I was a good ...
“Ribbono Shel Olam,” I screamed, “just fix it! I don’t know how You’re going to do that, but fix it! My children ...
When I heard that I was a candidate for a transplant, I thought, What are they talking about? This sounds like scien ...
If I don't agree to my husband's unreasonable conditions, I’ll continue to be shackled to this man, who from day one ...
I attended a regular, litvish-style yeshivah. I liked learning but I felt I was missing something, and I had no one I could talk to about it