Watching my father go through this process when I was in high-school, I knew this was my messorah. I knew I had an obligation to keep it alive, in anyway I could. But I didn’t, did I? I was marrying an Ashakanaz guy.
It was my last learning session with my kallah teacher, the woman who was responsible to teach me all the...
Tonight, he stops to look at me- like really look at me. Except I sense that his eyes are also looking through me, to somewhere halfway in-between my skin and the deep inner recesses of his warmly kept memories.
Orthodox Jews often emphasize marriage too strongly, undermining the lives and souls of the singles among them. It's wrong, and it spurs unnecessary hurt, insecurity, and alienation.
And then something happened. Something that had never happened on any of those other shidduch dates I had excruciatingly gone on.
To put it bluntly, I flirt.
Spending the summer with my grandmother, who was beyond her time, made me reflect upon my own.
Want to be besties with your spouse? Want to actually enjoy hanging out with your spouse? Well, keep reading: Auntie Chaya is about to drop some knowledge.
Yankel, who used to be Jack, got kicked out of his last club on a Tuesday night.
