A Get (Jewish divorce) must be given freely and received freely. A man must be able, in front of two witnesses, to indicate his willingness to divorce his wife.
While recently riding on a private local bus, I couldn't help but overhear two elderly, balbatish ladies talking.
My mother used to say you never know who your good friends are until you go through a crisis.
Let's paint a picture with your mind. Picture a couple. The wife is standing beside her husband. Lets add four children, say three, five, seven and an infant. Paint a beautiful summer day. The birds are singing, the flowers are out and the grass is lush and green. The family is taking a walk. The three year old is balancing on his new tricycle. The infant is asleep in a stroller. The five and seven year olds are kicking a soccer ball as they walk along. The family stops to sit under a tree. The infant has fallen asleep.
During this past Yom Tov, I spent some time with my son who lives out of town.
My first-born son's recent marriage was a huge simcha for the family, but the wedding was actually the culmination of a simcha that began years ago - at his bris.
Last week I wrote about well spouses who eventually chose to get a physicians help with the problems they were having coping, with their partners' chronic illness.
Many people in my generation were brought up with an aversion to any medication that did not deal with a physical problem.
Walking along a Brooklyn street recently, I saw a scene that could very well be used in a dictionary to explain the word nachas.
The law requires disability access in most public places. For the most part, new stores, restaurants and theaters have complied.
Emotional trauma takes an invisible toll. Unlike a physical ailment, an illness or a broken leg, the trauma is not visible to the eye.
Have you ever stood dominoes up in a row about an inch apart and then tipped the first one over?
During Rosh Hashona, when it is customary to greet friend and stranger alike with good wishes for the upcoming year, I try to avoid uttering the phrase, "Have a happy and healthy New Year.
We are in a new phase of medical treatment - patient participation.
I was recently in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. I could not get over the magnificent scenery.
We have all experienced overload. It happens when our minds are just too full of worry, problems, or things that must be done now.
Years ago, when I was in college, I took an undergraduate course in law. I don't remember much of what I learned, but the concept of criminal negligence has stuck in my mind.
How we see ourselves and what we think we are capable of doing are very powerful forces.
Socially inappropriate behavior is part and parcel of chronic illness.
I recently attended an out-of-town simcha. Among the guests were several acquaintances whom I hadn't seen in several years.
I just got off the phone with my oldest grandson. He is four.
Loss is a personal and monumental event. It is different for everyone who experiences it.
I was at a wedding just the other day, and the music was deafening.
Last week, I wrote about the need to make Jewish institutions open to all Jews.
Another Nine Days have come and gone, and we gratefully give a sigh of relief knowing that these days of deprivation - no meat, no swimming, no showering, no music, culminating in a 25 hour fast - no food or water - are finally behind us, and the rest of the sun-drenched summer is there for us to enjoy.