Would my siblings really force me out of my home?
Two days after we got up from shivah, my siblings invited themselves over for a visit.
What I did not expect was that they were coming to ask me to pack up and move out — now.
Let’s go back to the beginning.
We’re a large family, nine siblings in all. I’m the oldest daughter, which means whatever you think it means, and probably plays a role in why things turned out the way they did.
I moved to Eretz Yisrael after getting married, and we stayed for many years. Eventually, though, we felt it would be better for our growing family to move back to the States, and the clincher was when my father — still relatively young — suffered a stroke.
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