We Do It for Each Other
I was floored. Each woman could have justifiably left someone else to do it — but they didn’t
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Mourning My Mornings
Despite my shift from singlehood over eight years ago, I still go to bed far too late and still attempt to sleep in
Rites of Passage
When every Melanie and Karen and Cindy started to be called Michal and Rivka and Chaya, I realized I’d taken for granted the treasure I’d been given
Principal for the Day
The school had built up excitement [read: parent pressure] among the students, and Hodaya’s heart was set: She wanted to be Principal for the Day
Follow the Rooster
We see men running, talleisim flapping after them in the wind. We run after them, to the makeshift bomb shelters set up behind the shul
I’ll Be Back
Each week, there’s a new mix of guests at the table. People her neighbor finds in shul, people who have nowhere else to go
If the Shoe Fits
Off to the shoe store goes every mother whose husband has bein hazmanim. She takes along every one of her children who has two feet, including the baby who is bound to start walki ...
House of Dreams
I am furious at my laid-back husband. I act passive-aggressively, a fury brewing inside, which I’m too levelheaded to release
The Story of a Woman’s Life
Self-pity sweeps in like a welcome friend. Will I ever really be understood? Why can’t Aryeh have a turn looking after these little troublemakers?
Fair Slice
Tante Heidi isn’t really an aunt, but she’s always been a part of our family. And she’s a person you feel bad for
A Proud Hungarian
“If I have a chandelier in my bathroom,” Ma reasoned, “why should it bother anyone? It’s my bathroom, after all”
