But when I looked into the backyard I saw a vision of green pastures filled with children playing with animals. That was the beginning of Sweet Dream Farm
I’m a city girl from the concrete jungle of the Bronx, but somehow I was born an animal lover. My sisters and I would bring home every broken-winged starling and stray cat that crossed our paths, and beg to keep them. Mom was very good at saying yes, and we’d lovingly nurse them back to health.
Eventually, we left the city for Monroe, but it wasn’t the religious hub it is now. My mother brought Torah with us to share with everyone, starting a minyan in our home and an after-school Judaic studies program, which eventually grew into a full-fledged shul.
By the time I finished school, we rejoined civilization, in Far Rockaway, where I met and married my husband. I worked my way up the corporate ladder while he earned his medical degree.
Back then, family-friendliness wasn’t yet encoded into American law or culture. The day I got my promotion to my dream job — setting up satellite computer offices for W.R. Grace & Co. all around the country — was the day I told them I was expecting. They grabbed my dream job right back.
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