Devorah Leah Mishulovin

Later that night, frustrated after feeding and bathing my special needs child, I gave in to self-pity. I looked at her and thought, "This is too difficult for me."

Any loud "bang"--Uh oh, Sheina. I run, she is on the floor blue and shaking... But Master of the Universe! What happened?? What did You do today? The regular seizures weren't good enough to break me??

Through his example— his sincerity, his devotion to G‑d, incomparable wit, and unassuming ways Tatte has taught me many important lessons...

I walked into the big room. Actually, I was led into the big room. Nobody just walks where they choose to in prison. I saw all the women, dressed in green shirts and green pants, sitting around. Quiet. Almost lifeless. Their souls beaten...

They call her "special." But I call you, my dear volunteers, special. You are the ones who are extraordinary, unique, rare, different and so wonderful. You are the ones with special souls...

Watching him navigate the course of his life made me realize that I, too, am deaf, a different kind of deaf. Actually, we all are, to a certain degree. I am deaf to G-d's "strange movements." His actions puzzle me...

Since there are so many things I like to do on my special day, I now give myself two days to celebrate. n my actual birthday, an auspicious time when my good fortune is dominant, I concentrate on connecting to my Creator. The day after, I take time out ...

This morning, a friend tells me that they built a wall in their daughters' room. A real wall. The kids were obviously not getting along. I smiled knowingly...

I did not care if my finished loaves would come out heavy and crumbly. It didn't matter -- I still had some praying to do...

We were a group of five women, eager to fulfill this mitzvah. This was my first time and I was a tad anxious. But this was something I had wanted to volunteer for, so I came with a positive attitude.