Yael Hanover

As my intellect catches up to my heart and soul, I have begun to understand the fluctuations in my relationship with G‑d. The path to a Torah-observant life is neither direct nor measurable. It winds, it dips and rises, and it can be obscured by mirage

Sometimes I look at my living family and feel so filled with love that I could radiate with it, overwhelmed with joy to the point of spilling incoherent tears because these people are just so amazing. But even those heavenly moments of crazy-lady love are...

As I picked a little space in the corner, there was a tug on my skirt. Moo's shining, little face was upturned, "Gimme a kiss!" How could I refuse? And then, "Ok, bye Mommy."

The internet is an amazing thing. In an instant, mothers from all over the world can connect with each other online. We share interests, tips, stories about our children; we compare ourselves and pick one another apart...