“The words leap off the page, suddenly so much more real than prayers mumbled”Read the latest installment
The words leap off the page, suddenly so much more real than prayers mumbled
What were a few bothersome appointments if they were the key to the Land of Israel?
For seven weeks, we’ve counted, night after night, anticipation building
I finally convinced my parents that I’mnot too young to go to sleepaway camp. They think I’m a…
For a girl who came from drizzly British summers, it seemed like a dream
They gave us the world, and if they had it, they’d give us money too
And so it is, the burden I carry each day. Not of blame, or of fear, but of…
Calmly, I called my son. “Please tell Daddy I’ve broken my leg. You’ll need to call an ambulance”
Nothing compared to seeing my own mother telling these stories, creating history in real time
I count each breath, I count each heartbeat, I count each step. I wish I can just transport…
