Tips for what to do when a beloved family member passes away.
When I said the bracha and wrapped myself in my Tallit I was no longer an observer. I was not on the outside looking at others but feeling the embrace of my own tallit. And each time I run my hands through the fringe and wrap the tzitzit around my finger, I am transported back to being 3-years-old in shul, sitting next to my dad.
When you’re with a community bound by stories of love and loss, pain and joy, heartache and triumph, there is no room for boredom.
Torah discussion was out. The songs were out. Pretty much the entirety of Saturday was out. We just wanted to get through the words and not sound like tools.
My husband and I were married for five years, together for seven, when I suggested we learn about the laws of family purity.