Parallel Journeys

I look at my face in those pictures and see my innocence: How I thought things would stay that way forever, sharing a journey with Etty, sharing our lives.
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A Split in the Road

July 16, 2020 · 2 min read
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#12
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 2 min read

A Split in the Road

I look at my face in those pictures and see my innocence: How I thought things would stay…

#11
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 2 min read

Lost in the Woods

Good girls don’t ask, I was told

#10
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July 16, 2020 · 2 min read

Learning to Mother

I desperately want to love her. But I don’t know how.

#9
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July 16, 2020 · 1 min read

Takes One to Know One

Thankfully, you and I suffer silently. We praise G-d for modern medicine, and hold our heads high when…

#8
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 2 min read

How the Other Half Lives

It’s like I know the magic words, but I’m obviously not waving my wand right I looked at…

#7
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 3 min read

End of the World

My husband and I knew our journey to parenthood would be a somewhat rockier than others’ I’m peeling…

#6
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 3 min read

Two Friends, Two Sheitels, and a Hat

What we learned in Neve wasn’t new and radical, it was more like finding the missing pieces to…

#5
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 2 min read

The Family that Grills Together…

I take great pleasure in watching my sons pitch in with the barbecuing, some simultaneously playing the role…

#4
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 1 min read

Lone Chorus

“We’d like to send him to the ER to rule out a stroke. Someone needs to accompany him.”

#3
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 2 min read

One Final Act

They looked comforted and I felt relief for this neshamah’s elevation, yet distraught for my father, who was…

#2
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 3 min read

Blood Brothers

“It’s Dad. It’s bad. Come quick.” "I guess this makes us blood brothers.” Justin looked solemnly down at…

#1
Issue 655
July 16, 2020 · 3 min read

Twisted Ties

Tzivy owns me, and like a puppy, I remain hers, exclusively.