Matzah Balls and Questions

I’ve always held warm memories of my childhood Passover Seders. My family would drive to New York before the holiday, and grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered at a big table. My Bubby’s homemade matzah balls, lots of singing and laughter, and that sense...

The Glass Door

How a shattered door made me rethink everything It was just before Sukkot. I was staying alone at home, while the rest of my family was away.  I was feeling pretty good on my own, and enjoying the quiet time. I came downstairs, and I froze… The door leading to...