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I Never Knew Your Father
I Wish I Knew Your father Dear Friend, I walked away from being menachem avel you feeling very inspired. I wanted to…
Behind the Scenes: When Caring Counts Most
How My Father Made a Kiddush Hashem
The Creation of a Kiddush Hashem Perek daled, mishnah hei tells us about not causing a chillul Hashem. There is flip-side to this,…
What’s in a Name?
If My Siddur Could Talk
If My Siddur Could Talk, What Would I Hear It Say? It was the night before my chasunah. I can still feel…
A Letter to My Sister
A Picture with Esti Dear Esti, I was straightening up recently when I came across an overturned picture. I don’t know where…
Chanukah and Tefillah: The Connection You Never Thought About
Chanukah and Tefillah: The Connection You Never Thought About Before the Yamim Noraim, I received the following email from Links Magazine: Hi! We…
Winning Words: The Communication Dance
The Broken Washing Machine
Squishing into Yourself
Squishing into Yourself Have you ever tried to squish yourself into being something that you’re not? I did. I mean, actually I…
One-Way Street
Life Is A One-Way Street My street became a one-way street, which is actually a good thing. We needed it to be…
Self-Care
פרק ב משנה יז The buzz word of today is self-care. You must take care of yourself. It will enhance your productivity.…
Know Your Worth: Shoshanah’s Story
Perek gimmel, mishnah yud-ches says חביב אדם שנברא בצלם. The fact that man was created in the image of Hashem shows that…
Hidden Yellow Circles
My daughter loves to use her yellow highlighter to write on the wall. I say, “Esther Malki, we don’t write on walls.”…
Baby Talk
Time to talk about my baby. On a whim I decided to see what the definition of baby is. According to Mr.…
Accepting The Message From The Messenger
I once saw the following quote: Empathy is like giving someone a psychological hug. When my sister died only a few months…
If I Could Do the Year Again…
It was a beautiful fall morning, that Friday of my brother’s petirah. Sunny with a cool nip in the air. The trees…
Jealous, Envious or Happiness
Perek 5: mishnah 19 mentions that ayin tovah is one of the traits that earns a person the title of “student of…
Time to Move
Life moves forward. Phases come and go. Situations change. And time continues to move. I look back and see how I always…
I Deserve It
Hello. My name is entitlement. And I am here to protect you. You see, you have been through a lot, and…
A Wave from Above
A Wave from Above Brings Comfort It’s my nature. If I have questions I have to ask. This became a very important…
Do I Live in La-La Land
248-968-8072.This was my phone number. For years. It was the number that I learned when I was old enough to learn…
My Story
Hello, my name is Miriam Ribiat and I just would like to thank Chazak for giving me this opportunity to speak on…
A Mother’s Tefillah
To My Twins, I walked into your room this morning and saw your bar mitzvah corner – your tefillin bags, your new…
Finding My Wings
I hate bugs. I don’t know what it is about bugs, but they can send me into a frenzy. Maybe an ant…
When the Journey Can Be the Reward
I have traveled many roads. Some were straight and easy, while others were dark and winding. Some of the roads led deep…
My Father
לעילוי נשמת אליהו בן שמואל יעקב כ”ט ניסן תשס”ט Remembering My Father My father was a real family man. He loved when…
Roundtable Night
A while back, my daughter’s school had a roundtable discussion with the mothers. There was a panel of teachers, and each teacher…
Do You Know Who You Are?
Do you remember that girl in your class who was really pretty, whose hair was always perfect? Did you compare yourself to…
A Mother’s Love
Oftentimes, I wish I could think of just the right word; sometimes it seems to be on the tip of my…
Holding on to the Memories: My Scrapbooking Journey
I have been told that I am a very emotionally rich person. Maybe that’s true, maybe it’s not. But I certainly…
Dear Bubby
Dear Bubby, I am so sad that I was only a baby when you were nifteres, and I never got to know…
Friendships Can Make all the Difference
Do you remember how the years of high school can be filled with social stigma and social anxiety? Social circles and social…
My Nephew Eli
He was gentle and he was kind. He was wise and witty. He was a dazzling beacon of sunlight to all those…
Vulnerable
Once upon a time there was a mother and a daughter. They lived happy, peaceful lives. Although they lived in different towns,…
Regular Me
One day I stopped and said, “I was always plain ordinary me. I am just so regular. What happened? My life is…
Dear Tanta Goldy
Dear Tanta Goldy, Although you were sick for a long while, with your petirah I realize how much I learned from you…
If I Were Dr. Seuss
If I was Dr. Seuss, my latest book might sound like this: I miss my parents every day, I always miss them…
Finding Hope
Recently I was talking to a few friends, and the conversation turned to the word hope and its definition. I realized that…
What Does Hashem Want from Me Now? Learning to Let Go
I had called Esti on her office line on that Tuesday afternoon. Oftentimes when she was at work she didn’t answer the…
New Release! To Comfort and Be Comforted: A Guide to Nichum Aveilim
Yated Powerful Times Ten! Real comments overheard by those visiting shivah homes: “You still have other children.” “Don’t worry, you’re young. You’ll get remarried.”…
Ordinary People
Fear, Hope, Pride and Gratitude
My nephew became a bar mitzvah. We spent a beautiful Shabbos spent at my sister’s house. There were adults, teens, toddlers and…
My Bad Mood
It was simple. I was in a bad mood. I felt overwhelmed with too many things that had to be done. I…
Tante Goldy
I was young when we used to go visit my great-aunt Tante Goldy. But I remember her smile well. It lit up…
Shehechiyanu
Life is settling down into blessed routine. Yom tov was wonderful, B”H. Although very hectic as usual, there were so many special…
My Mother’s Yahrtzeit
I was about to leave to the grocery store when the phone rang. It was my mother. My stomach dropped. She didn’t…
Comfort From A Mountain
To My Dear Parents, So much has changed since the last time I spoke to you. I have so many things to…
A Day To Mourn
I was waiting for the phone call. I grabbed it as soon as it rang, and I heard the news. Mazel tov!…
Siyum Musings
My father called that day “Black Monday.” It was the day that the doctor said to my parents, “I am sorry, but…
Beach Lessons
A few summers ago a friend called me up with what I thought was a preposterous idea. She wanted me to take…
Enjoy the Moment
A while ago I came to the realization that life goes by so quickly. It seems like yesterday that I got married.…
When the Wind Blows
We all go through challenging times. It is usually during these times that we start seeking out Hashem in a more intense…
Opening my Heart to Empathy
I am independent. I am self-sufficient, self-supporting and self-reliant. I am always okay and do not need help. I can always manage…
Feeling the Simchah of Purim
My children all unanimously agree that Purim is the best Yom Tov. For months beforehand they talk about what they will dress…
Finding the Gratitude
I recently read in a weekly publication about a retreat encampment named Mount Misery. In that area there is a Mount Misery…
Mommy’s Little Girl
My four-year-old daughter loves to play house. Typical of a four-year-old girl, she usually wants to be the mommy. Often when she…
A Simchah Despite The Sorrow
A year and a half ago I made a bar mitzvah. My son was the first grandchild on my side of the…
Just Feel The Pain
As I sit down to write this I am hearing two voices in my head. One voice is saying this is something…
A Letter from Miriam Liebermann
Dearest friends, I hope that the recent holiday season, the chagim, were meaningful for you, as well as enjoyable. I had the…
Metzapim LYeshua, letter from Miriam Liebermann
Dearest Friends, We are living through a very difficult, very painful historical period. We are witness to chasdei Hashem, with the Iron…
The Funeral by Sara Rigler
Envy me. Because I was at the funeral. When I heard the news that our three boys Naftali, Eyal, and Gilad were…
A Cry….by Yaffa Ganz
This continues to be a difficult summer. A complicated one. With all the difficulties, life goes on. There are weddings and births,…
A personal note from Miriam Liebermann
Dear Friends, This is a difficult time for all, with the situation in Israel so precarious. We follow the news carefully, recite…
Recommended Reading List
Suggested Reading: Books After a Loss in Pregnancy, Nancy Berezin, Simon and Schuster Afterlife-The Jewish View: Where are We Headed? Jonathan Morgenstern and…
A Letter from Miriam Liebermann
Dear Friends, It’s merely days since we heard the tragic news, the death of these 3 young, precious boys. Over the last…
A Glimpse Inside
The Tsfat Conference evening performance By: Raezelle Bookey I push open the heavy glass door of Beit Hatavshil and enter into the…
The Power of Life
by: Rabbi David Begoun It’s not morbid. Nothing connects me to the power of life more than a funeral. Last night I…
A letter from Miriam Liebermann
Dear Friends, The summer is almost upon us. For many of us, summer represents sunshine and perhaps a brief respite from our…
A letter from Miriam Liebermann
Dearest Friends, Spring has finally arrived. The world has come back to life after a long winter and I for one am…
A Letter from Miriam Liebermann
Hello my dear friends, The Pesach season is upon us. The countdown has begun. Life will only get busier now, and I…
“Kaddish” by Rabbi Yitschak Frankfurter
Approximately three weeks ago, on the day that marked 11 months since my father’s passing, I stopped saying the mourner’s Kaddish. I…
A Letter from Miriam Liebermann
Dear Friends, We’re in the middle of a very busy season. The weeks before Pesach tend to be particularly hectic and often…
“Good Mourning” by Dr. Miriam Adahan
PART I Having lost a much wanted baby at a fairly advanced stage of pregnancy several years ago, I was reminded of…
“Good Mourning” by Dr Miriam Adahan, part II
PART II Do not be afraid of normal manifestations of grief. Grief is like an ocean. Sometimes there is only a ripple…