Clinging
That knowledge, that fear, is paralyzing, and is buried so deep I don’t often let myself stare it in the face
Tag: Lifetakes
Mourning in Monticello
Erev Tishah B’Av. We were two (mostly nice, mostly good) Bais Yaakov girls seeking the answer to a critical question: C ...
Longed-for Children
Seeing the woman did not understand the expression, someone explained: “Gebetene — it means that the children were asked f ...
Cornflakes
“I eat cornflakes that come in a box,” he explained, visibly trying to control his exasperation. “These came in a bag. ...
The Immigrant
It is hard to imagine our elderly Bobby any way other than the way we see her: an old, opinionated, somewhat stern, ...
State Lines
Sure, they laughed at us, those New Yorkers, they mocked us, scoffing at our Payless shoes, nerdy white shells, and gen ...
Walking Alone
INTRO In seven long years, there is much I have learned to do on my own. But there are still some things I can ...
Blemishes and Beauty
This article was published in a Shavuos magazine edition one week before my wedding and I blushed as I read it smug and happy.
Angles of Light
In the mystical halo that surrounds him, the spirit of Shabbos is a tangible thing. His warmth swathes the crowd in ...
Taken for a Ride
“Lady, you have nothing to worry,” he says, switching to English. “You’re in safety hands. I’m driving 30 years. Don’t ...
Glory Boy
At the end of that exhausting day, I informed my husband that I intended to have only girls from then on. You hear me?
