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Brownies
By Devorah Leah Sandhaus
It had been eight long months of running between my parent's house and the hospital. Eight long months of not knowing what new challenges awaited us day in and day out...  1 Comment | |
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Moving
By Elana Mizrahi
I can't believe I find myself in the same position, doing the same task: packing. Again, we're moving. We've moved five times in seven years... 3 Comments | |
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A Fleeting Thought
By Ruth Stern
She seemed to always have it together while I was always falling apart. And so it was no wonder that I felt a twinge of satisfaction upon hearing that something was going wrong for her... | |
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The Yes Syndrome
By Edith Brown
I was always so busy saying "yes" that I forgot to ever ask myself if I wanted to be the chair of a committee, if I had the time to become a "taxi" service, if I was able to volunteer for another fundraiser... 9 Comments | |
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Back to the Garden
By Gwendolyn Davis
I thought redemption was really here — now. A single tear escapes, and a little bit of my heart breaks. I can't help it. It was such a good dream... 3 Comments | |
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The Edge of Time
By Patricia Huff
Have you ever stood on the edge of time and beheld the wonders that could only be found in you? 1 Comment | |
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Twenty Questions
By Devorah Leah Mishulovin
After Twenty Questions, the toy tries to guess the word that you had in mind. No one is looking, and I take this piece in my hand and think of a word. I choose, "G - D"... 7 Comments | |
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Open Eyes
By Patricia Huff
I am here in my own bed but at the same time, I am standing on a distant mountain side. Bushes growing wildly all around, a place deserted and ever so still... 1 Comment | |
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Coming to America
By Miriam Shields
That night, my grandmother slept fitfully, distressed and uncertain about what to do. How could she compromise the values with which she had been raised? | |
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The Light Within
By Patricia Huff
Don’t you feel it deep within the spaces of your soul? Awaken and come forth for I have called you back once more to reveal a message of life and love... 3 Comments | |
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Carry Me
By Sara Hecht
Some days I feel as though I'm carrying years on my back. I never thought about it much before; you see, I believed it was my duty... 2 Comments | |
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Light
The Ultimate Metaphor of G-d's Expression
By Joy Krauthammer
Toward the end, the candles were as if souls returning to the Creator with their last breath. No longer reaching upwards in a dance between heaven and earth, they were a fragment of their former selves, returning to their grounding wick... 3 Comments | |
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What Kind of Person Are You?
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose... 4 Comments | |
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A Second Chance
By Sara Esther Crispe
He asked me how much I was owed, and then started to take $8 out of his wallet. It still hadn’t sunk into my thick skull when he said, “For $8 you were screaming at an old man? 2 Comments | |
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A Pillar of Salt
By Sara Esther Crispe
I read how Lot is saved and his wife turns into a pillar of salt. And I search to see my life in these words. I'd rather not see it, of course, as the connection is too intense, too real, too true 18 Comments | |
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A Supernatural High
By Patricia Huff
It begins with desire. A desire to know more. A desire to be more. Surely I
can do something on my own is what I would say. Surely my life is worth
something just for me being me. It is then that the door begins to open... 3 Comments | |
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A Yom Kippur Reflection
By Melody Masha Pierson
How was I going to stop doing these things when at this very moment of remorse, I was also filled with anger, toward myself and towards others who had harmed me? 1 Comment | |
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Our Soldiers
By Chana (Jenny) Weisberg
In Lebanon our soldiers, some of the best young men of our generation, are being hunted and slaughtered like animals. And here I am, inspecting lemons as though nothing is going on? 6 Comments | |
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David and Goliath
By Adele Hattingh
As women, we share a collective identity. We often struggle to overcome the same mountains, and we find peace in cool streams of the same valleys. We seek our identity in the piercing bareness of the same wind... | |
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The Pallor Behind the Unexpected
By Tovli Simiryan
It was his first day of retirement. Suddenly, after all the financial planning and midnight talks with Behira, his wife of forty years, he had no plans... | |
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