Kinderlach, Go Home

Kinderlach, Go Home

Today I participated in Shevach’s amazing day trip to Gush Etzion. We visited a bunch of places (this photo was taken at the Herodian) but the place that made the deepest impression on me was Kefar Etzion and the story of the brutal 1948 massacre of 242 Gush-Etzion kibbutz members (among them 22 women as […]

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My Me vs. Them Shabbat

My Me vs. Them Shabbat

All my kids were home this week for Shabbat lunch. We don’t all get together so often, and I had been looking forward to a nice chance for everyone to reconnect. But soon after the meal started, the conversation turned into an stormy debate over Judicial Reform. We Weisbergs are a colorful, diverse bunch, and […]

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My Miracle-Free Week

My Miracle-Free Week

I have a hashgacha pratit journal, and every day for the last 6 months or so I’ve written some crazy Divine Providence that happened to me recently. I sometimes have to think a bit, 30 seconds max, but I always think of something. Sometimes I think of something small (I was thinking of someone I […]

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The Pained Father at the Soccer Semifinals

The Pained Father at the Soccer Semifinals

Last week I took my 8-year-old, Yoni, to the Jerusalem Soccer Championship. He was able to participate in the all-Jerusalem championship after winning second place for his age group at our neighborhood soccer championship (full disclosure: he came in 2nd place out of 2 competitors:) On the day of the Jerusalem championship, the younger kids, […]

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My Filthy Airbnb

My Filthy Airbnb

We had set up with the owner that we would stop by our Tiberias Airbnb at 1 PM this Friday to drop off our bags and put Shabbat food in the fridge. When we set this up the owner reminded me that we would only be able to actually check-in at 3 PM, to give […]

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When My Father was Rejected from Every Med School

When My Father was Rejected from Every Med School

I don’t like telling my Dad disappointing news, so it took me until today to tell him that his granddaughter didn’t get accepted to a single university. And then I had a niggling of a memory that my Dad had had a hard time himself getting into medical school. So I asked him to remind […]

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