From The Home Front
It used to be that when our youngest boys were about to go outside and it was cold, I’d sometimes remind them to take a jacket. Now I remind our youngest son, Yisrael Meir, to take pepper spray.
For Every Coin, An Address
She spoke with a smile on her face, exuding a calm acceptance of her less-than-ideal circumstances.
Lessons From An Erev Shabbos Disaster
Lacking the actual Hebrew word for the wanted piece and maybe even the English one, the handyman wasn’t getting what we needed.
Diversity
We swam in the pool, played ball, barbequed, and played music but one thing that was different was the little store we had always remained closed on Shabbos.
Kind Continental
Seeing my distress, a very kind employee named Lori (whose last name I regretfully forgot to ask about) very compassionately offered me the use of a stroller she just “happened to have” in the back room of their office.
Prayers From The Depths
Despite being excited about seeing the beautiful twinkling lights of a mostly sleeping city, I was exhausted and kept yawning.
White: The Color That Changed My Life
One unexpected bonus of our two-week trip was meeting up with some of our Israeli family.
A Funny Thing Happened To Me On The Way To Sheva Brachos
Rain can happen at any time. It’s a mere coincidence taking place just to send shivers up my spine.
A Jewish Soldier
It was a difficult battle. Many were seriously injured and some did not survive, but Tomer came out alive and unharmed.
Saved From Fire
Sometimes, like those of our ancestors in the desert, our protestations should have instead been cheers and songs of thanksgiving; but we discover this only in retrospect.
Falling Into Hashem’s Arms
The MRI showed that our son had sustained a fractured skull and a double break in the arm that he had fallen on, it was truly a miracle. That arm had saved his life!
Discovering Their Yahrzeits
As your family came from France, it is likely that they were transported to Auschwitz and murdered there, he told us.
Home Sweet Home
It was only when he finally touched down on the much-missed holy soil of Eretz Yisrael that everything began to rapidly spiral out of control.
Realizations
As we raced from store to store I was invigorated but Jo tagged listlessly along. I pretended not to notice and chatted gaily all the while.
Miracle From The Rebbe
After a couple of weeks, it became very clear to me that I was not earning anywhere near enough money to pay for Yeshivah.
The Will To Live
It was a year of Torah learning, a year of fostering new friendships, a year of encounters with diverse educators and personalities, a year of becoming more attached to the land, and a year of relative innocence.
Chesed Shel Emes
Paula and her husband did far more than that – they went to visit her and managed to persuade her to allow them to apply for her to live in a Jewish home.
The Reunion
As crazy as it sounds, we never met face-to-face until we discovered that on the same Shabbos, she would be visiting her daughter in Monsey while I would be attending my grandson’s bar mitzvah.
The Misplaced Jacket That Protected My Daughter
Minutes after my son and daughter left for school – it’s a ten-minute walk from our house – my son came running back to the house, all upset.
The Train Ride
Sounding like a typical Lubavitcher, I told that just by striking the match, she is bringing more light into the world, so what’s the problem?
A Desert Mirage?
The Israeli sun was beautiful as it slowly descended in the horizon, but I could not enjoy it as I usually would have.
The Merit of a Grandmother
The utility workers in this area usually do not do these kind of repairs, but being a bitter cold night in December when pipes can freeze he was kind enough to help the home owners.
Anyone For Pizza?
As early morning phone calls go this was probably one of the least welcome ones to hear five days before our daughter’s wedding.
Meron Miracle
Now he was putting his faith only in Hashem and that he knew Hashem could help him.
Hang on to your hats!
The rav found the exchange humorous and happily shared it with my husband, who subsequently told it over to me.
The Creative Solution
Why didn't I call an ambulance? I do not know. And believe me, I was not trying to be overly pious.
Now Or Never
I knew in my heart if I did not take my first step soon all my ambition would fizzle.
Date Night…At The Hospital
At this point I am reasonably happy that he returns home eventually and is still semi-coherent (at least some of the time).
Sha’ar Yeshuv
This tragedy was in the forefront of my mind as my family and I wended our way, the week before Pesach, from Har Nof, Jerusalem to Sha’ar Yeshuv.
Substitute Kvatters
But, that morning my cold had developed into something far worse and I just knew I wasn’t going to get to the bris.