I exist beyond biology....I am a warrior and my cause is honesty...I choose to feel everything.
In a world seemingly absent of Soul, what’s the point of Peoplehood, anyway?
Somehow, we learn that modesty is about externals. About hemlines. About shame. About sex. Yet is it?
We fumble with the balance between tradition and innovation. Who will win?
Am I the only one that feels this way?
I remember a year ago when you were there for me, holding on in the same way and telling me that I was so beautiful. Now I understand.
“Mommy, next time you daven to Hashem can you please, please, ask for another baby?”