Flutters

The sun is setting.  It is time. I strike the match.  I light the flame. I cry. I need to light the other candles now.  The ones to bring in Shabbat. And pray for my family; my husband and my children...all my children... So I strike another match. I light one...two...three...four candles. Four candles to … Continue reading Flutters

B’Yeshiva Shel Maaleh…

I am in a bed with itchy blankets…lumpy pillows…and an empty…hollow…belly.  My son is down the hall, across from this ward...attached to life.  I am weak, scared and uncertain.  I don't know what to do.  I don't know what to say.  I don't know if I can even join the many people who are praying … Continue reading B’Yeshiva Shel Maaleh…