The Book on Mom’s Bedside Table when She Died

The Book on Mom’s Bedside Table when She Died

My mom’s sweetest childhood memories and her dearest lifelong friends came from her Zionist youth group–HaNoar HaTsioni. But by the time I was growing up, that wasn’t a side I saw so much of mom. I don’t remember Israel being a topic of conversation or much interest. But when I made aliya, all of a […]

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Burying Mom

Burying Mom

It’s hard for me to think of things I don’t like about being an Orthodox Jew, but until mom died, I had a biggie. I didn’t tell anybody, really, because sharing the thing I really didn’t like about Judaism would have been as taboo as saying “I’m Orthodox but I love bacon,” or “I’m Orthodox […]

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A Young Mother on the Verge of Panic

A Young Mother on the Verge of Panic

The young mom in front of me in the corner-store line this afternoon had a toddler on her hip and a baby in her stroller. She told the corner-store owner in a near-whisper that that morning he’d mistakenly charged her for garlic. The owner looked at the bill, trying to figure out what had happened, […]

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Self Care Tips for Mommy (2-Minute Elana-Mizrahi Video)

Self Care Tips for Mommy (2-Minute Elana-Mizrahi Video)

My friend, Elana Mizrahi, is a source of inspiration for so many moms, including me! This morning I woke up feeling so angry. But then I remembered this video, and did what Elana suggested, and it helped immensely. Go Elana! Sign up to receive her daily inspirational WhatsApps at: 972-53-429-3882

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Gifts from Non-Orthodox Grandparents

Gifts from Non-Orthodox Grandparents

On those days when she wakes up on time, my 5th grader davens at 8:30 AM with her class and teacher via Zoom. This morning, I walked into the kitchen to grab something when I heard something that forced me to stop and listen. The girl leading the prayers was singing with remarkable confidence, accuracy, […]

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With my Teenage Daughter at the Emergency Clinic

With my Teenage Daughter at the Emergency Clinic

My teenage daughter had been prickly with me for a few weeks, so last week, hoping it would help us to reconnect, I asked her if we could schedule an ice-cream date. She responded with a cold, noncommittal “Maybe, we’ll see.” And then this past Shabbat, that daughter got a deep cut on her foot […]

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