The tall, sturdy trees form a shield around me. I absentmindedly flip through wedding photos on my phone and pause on a photo of us, my curls covered in…

Will I ever heal? Will the heaviness ever lift? How many times have I looked out over the ocean from these cliffs and prayed, “Please G‑d…”

I walked in the clinic and grabbed a number. I sat down next to a woman. I asked her how she was doing like we had an appointment scheduled. She told me she is afraid that…

As I sat in the Tzfat forest early in the morning, I asked myself, “Why? Why do I want a baby so badly? What is the force that is running me, bringing me to…

I’m sorry I didn’t come to your son’s brit (circumcision) last week. The reason I didn’t is simple. The thought of attending caused me so much…