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Life Lessons

6 Crucial Life Lessons I Learned While Tubing Downriver
Life is like a ride downstream, and we are all on a journey together. Family, friends, strangers.
The Rabbi Who Raked Leaves for His Ill Wife
My friend turned to her father as they raked and asked, “This is a huge job. Why are we doing this? Do you really think this will even make a difference in the way Mom feels?”
Broken Wings? We All Have Them
Lessons From a Caterpillar’s Transformation
I couldn’t help but think of people who have broken wings.
How the Pittsburgh Attack Got Me to Share That I Am Jewish
It was the Monday morning right after the Pittsburgh synagogue attack, and I had not yet determined if and how I would approach the topic with my public school sixth-grade class.
Remember to Say ‘I Love You,’ Before It’s Too Late
For survivors of the sudden death of a spouse or family member, they wished they had a chance to say good-bye or say “I love you” one last time.
She Melted My Heart and Got a Ride Home
Standing at the counter was an elderly lady who immediately drew my attention. Within a somewhat fragile physique, she exuded light and strength. I smiled to her while noticing her shock of white hair, clear blue eyes and gentle smile, and then I said hello.
How I Learned to Cry Again
Cynicism tip-toed its way into my life, a soft pitter patter so quiet that I didn’t realize it was coming until it was already standing at my shoulder.
Beltani: How I Made Peace With My Imperfect Life
As women, we have incredible demands placed upon us, and a significant number of people in our lives who rely on us to be strong, to hold things together for them. There is often an invisible pressure that is not seen but felt—to be the perfect version of ourselves, to never let anyone see that things are not, in fact, as perfect as we try to project out to the world.
We Should All Be More Thankful
One day I was in a store and saw one of the mothers of our day-camp clientele. I thought to myself, “She really should come up to me and thank me for the years that I hosted her children in my house. In fact, why didn’t she ever call me in all these years to thank me for watching her daughters?”
Pack Lighter and Take What Truly Matters
Will the collection that I’ve amassed in the chamber warrant my entry into the banquet hall? Am I living my life as though I’m a traveler passing through?
When I told Sandra who I was and that I was calling to confirm our Shabbat-dinner date, her voice sounded choked, her words almost indistinguishable. Suddenly, the floodgates opened, and I heard unmistakable sobbing on the other end of the phone.
Today Was a Very Hard Day . . . or Was It?
It's all in the perspective
Today, G‑d sent me one of those days where I had an opportunity to strengthen my spiritual muscles.
Recognizing G-d Along the Way (Road Bumps Notwithstanding)
One of the tires, while appearing fine superficially, was actually almost completely peeled off.
The Guiding Lights of a Positive Life
Lost . . .I could have been lost, completely lost, with no clue how to get home.
How I Dealt With My Anxiety Over Hosting
I’m an excellent cook, but everybody has their off-days, especially when making a huge amount of food.
In Desperate Need of a Charge
My phone’s been really weird about charging the last few days. Seems like something is off-kilter in the charging port. I’ve had to juggle the charger, wiggle it around, get it in exactly the right place and the right angle for that elusive, all-important red light to go on.
A Molehill Out of a Mountain
“My child is not walking,” I informed the doctor.
Saved by an Unlikely Person
Our upstairs neighbors for the past four years have been, well, challenging to say the least.
A Time to Be Born and a Time to Die
This week, for maybe the first time in my adult life, I attended a Hachnasat Sefer Torah that affected me deeply, in ways I could not have imagined beforehand.
How I Learned to Put My Phone Away on Shabbat
I knew it wouldn’t be easy to give up my smartphone on Shabbat and the holidays.
One Person’s Trashmen Are a Real Treasure
When someone deserved commendation for a job well done, my mother made a practice of telling the boss.
Looking Inward After Being Verbally Assaulted
She screamed at me for minutes on end, as I sat there, unable to get a word in, feeling terribly guilty and ashamed for the missed appointment and having wasted her time.
Mentally Ill, Mentally Well: Two Neighbors Share Shabbat
About an hour or so before Shabbat arrives, there’s a set of loud, repetitive knocks on my door. On the other side stands a mostly toothless woman, often carrying the overwhelming scent of the unbathed.
Three Years After My Daughter’s Open-Heart Surgery
Chunks of time roll by without me even thinking to say thank you, without me remembering or acknowledging the gift of three years ago.
The Non-Jewish Girl in the Jewish Youth Group
The activities were fun, and I wanted to share the fun with Betsy. I lobbied the youth group advisor to let Betsy come along. The advisor was adamantly opposed.
The Lessons She Left Me
But how can I be a friend still? How can I conjure her up at a moment’s notice—not because of something I see, but something I do?
Aunt Mania's Magic Slippers
I was an orphan. And I was shoeless.
The Little Girl and the Nazi Prisoner
The sight that greeted us was not at all what one would expect to see at a parade. There was no music, no cymbals, no clown twirling batons and making people laugh and letting everyone know what was being celebrated. In fact, it soon became clear to me that this was not a parade at all, but a procession of enemy prisoners of war who had been captured by Russia.
How Converting to Judaism Taught Me the Important Things in Life
I live in Los Angeles, where wealth, celebrity, youth and beauty are valued above all else.
Listening to the Shabbat Candles
I stood there with my face covered, tiny tears gathering in the corners of my eyes.
Filling the Emptiness From the Inside Out
Healing Through Self-Love
All of my life I have walked around trying to patch it up temporarily by getting validation from the outside. But nothing and nobody could ever fill it for more than a little while.
Birthday Musings
A few days ago, thank G‑d, I marked my 58th birthday. A fleeting day filled with a perhaps paradoxical mixture of serious reflection, a pink birthday crown, feeling grateful, being feted, and too many calories. Along with the joy, I felt an undercurrent of anxiety.
A Punch in the Dark
My eleven-year-old son came running into the house, crying hysterically, “A gangster PUSHED Tatty!” His face was bleeding so profusely that blood was dripping from his beard.
Food for Thought
When did a poor man in tattered clothing knock on my door begging for a slice of bread? Had I ever seen someone who was thin with hunger?
How to React to the Pain of Another
What do you do, what do you say, when someone tells you that she is in pain?
How I Graduated From an Ivy League School and Changed the World
As I received my diploma, many people were looking at me with either envy, admiration, or a mixture of both. At that point they thought, “This is going to be one very successful woman!” People wanted to know, what would I do next?
Making It Count: The Moment I Recognized My Life's Purpose
I grew up lost and confused. It took many years, 38 to be precise, before the process (and my entire worldview) was totally rebooted in a way I would never have expected—all in the space of just a few moments.
An Adult Daughter Muses As She Visits Her Childhood Home
Was I really returning home, or just to the memories of what once was?
The Girl Who Changed My Perception of Religious Jews
I had heard from a friend in Los Angeles that all religious girls were straight-laced, cliquey and snobby. Since I wasn’t observant, I was told that religious girls wouldn’t want to have anything to do with the likes of me. And I was assured that I wouldn’t want to be friends with them, either.
How One Shabbat Greeting Affected My Life
I looked around to see if there were any other Jews around. To whom was he talking?
What My Intermarried Friend Wished I Knew
Even after Barbara went off to graduate school in Boston, we stayed in close touch. Until she intermarried.
Gang War Intercepted
I heard angry shouts, banging and desperate cries.
Married to a Gardener
As I gracefully explained to the babysitter why there were 500 pounds of manure in the back of my van, I needed to remember how blessed I was.
Many people on both sides of the ocean come together to bury a Jew whom no one knew.
My Irritable Mood
And how I conquered it
When I’m in my irritable mood, I don’t want to listen to a single complaint from anyone in my household.
It's a Dark World
Unless we open the shutters
We are trapped in a cage of blackness, while the sun begs to warm our skin and light our lives. If only we would look outside.
Me vs. We
What I learned about the Jewish community
When my family first moved into the Orthodox Jewish community, I had a serious case of culture shock.
My Week Without a Cell Phone
It is dawning on me that perhaps my methods of “connection” are not really that great.
Makeup: In Search of Perfection
Why does imperfection scare us so?
Learning to Love the Imperfect
These picture-perfect scenes are the stuff of my childhood, yet I know they’re not mine.