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Dealing with Challenge

What It's Like to Ask for Help All the Time
Being afraid to go out the door or being afraid of falling was like walking through life alone.
Why Did G-d Give Me More Time to Live?
Why do I have to endure such pain and disability? For what reason had G‑d given me more time?
For a moment, I stood in frozen disbelief—and then started running with all my might. A voice inside said not to look back—to keep running. I never moved so fast, yet it felt like slow motion.
A Little Prayer for You, My Husband
“Bring your husband to the hospital,” the doctor said after I told him Adam was having trouble walking because his feet were numb.
Battling My Eating Disorder, Day by Day
I have an eating disorder.The doctors call it anorexia nervosa, but I resent being put in a box with a nice little label.
Mommy's in Heaven, and Daddy Doesn't Know How to Pick Our School Clothes
Two sisters who lost their mother had found support from a woman struck with the same disease.
Spending Shabbat in the ER
It was the most uncomfortable Shabbat I have ever experienced. What was meant to be a quick visit to the emergency room turned into a hospital admission over Shabbat, with no advance warning.
A Bumpy Way Back, but Home at Last
Maybe I turned down the wrong street. They all look alike.
Dear Estranged Family: The Ability to Forgive Never Expires
We discussed issues of intense bitterness, anger and guilt, but also forgiveness, responsibility and letting go.
Angels by Her Side
Esther Malka was born with a rare bone disease. When she was mainstreamed in first grade, her wheelchair no longer seemed like a throne; it began to irritate her.
What I Learned from My Husband's Final Illness
It was devastating to watch as the cruelty of the mental illness began to steal his independence and the identity that he had established for himself. What was it that G‑d expected from me as we became engulfed by the darkness that seemed to control our lives?
Growing Up in the Shadow of the Holocaust
I once brought a friend over for a Shabbat meal at Bubby’s house. Had I realized my friend was a picky eater, I might have chosen to bring along a different guest, or at least warn my friend of my Bubby’s background. But I realized my mistake too late.
Bubby Annie's Candelabra
I remember 13 years ago. An icy rain like death called to me from the west. I looked out the window in the darkness and shivered.
How One Small Mitzvah Turned My Life Around
Although Jessica was clear about the direction she was headed, behind the scenes G‑d was preparing a detour with a totally different destination in mind.
What Happens to the World After the Loss of a Child
My 11-year-old cousin is gone, and everything is the same … or is it?
The Holocaust Torah and the Stories It Tells...
There were lots of things I knew about Mr. Friedman, and many I didn’t. One fact I thought I understood was that he’s always been a man of ordinary means. So when I first heard about the Holocaust Torah, I thought I’d misunderstood.
My Letter to G-d
Thousands of people have committed to say extra prayers or do extra mitzvot in my husband’s honor. The world is changing for the better. There is so much goodness and beauty all around. If I can see it from my little corner, I cannot begin to imagine what it must look like to You.
On His Terms
Perhaps it was nostalgia, or me trying to recapture whatever it was that I may have lost, but I started looking through some of my writing from years ago—words and experiences from a different place, and a time when bottomless sinks of dishes and baskets of laundry, utility bills and work e‑mails were not my primary concerns...
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