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Memory: The Present, the Elusive, the Good, and the Bad

By Rona Novick | March 28, 2022

Facebook reminds me of a photo from 7 years ago, the moment I became a grandmother. My mother reminds me…

Reckoning With Reality; Standing Up For Our Future

By Rachel Sharansky Danziger | February 28, 2022

My sister and I were born in the wake of a historic triumph. My father, Natan Sharansky, was arrested by…

The Role of Ring Holder At The Chuppah

By Anonymous | February 7, 2022

“How are you holding up?” – This is the recurrent text I’ve learned to expect in the days following a…

Mila’s Story: They Can Never Erase Them

By Shira Lankin Sheps | January 27, 2022

In Honor of International Holocaust Day: Mila’s Story: Mila grew up in southern Poland, in a town called Chrzanow. Her…

My Story of Sexual Abuse

By Rachel Cohen | January 26, 2022

It’s time to tell my story of sexual abuse.  I’ll be honest, I’m absolutely terrified right now. Scared out of…

Learning to Rest

By Shira Lankin Sheps | December 22, 2021

I never let myself rest.  At some point when I was sick with chronic illness, all I could do was…

Behind Closed Doors

By Alana Shlagbaum | December 8, 2021

My story started out pretty ordinary. I married the boy I had a crush on in summer camp and we…

Listening To My Own Voice

By Tali Muroff-Seligsohn | October 26, 2021

She told me to get in the bath. “You’re not in labor,” she said.  Seven years ago, on August 12,…

Experiencing Depression After Pregnancy Loss

By Dr. Kerry Bar-Cohn | October 12, 2021

For much of my life, I didn’t understand what it meant to be depressed. I thought it meant feeling down,…

Choosing Love

By Cheryl Nayowitz | August 24, 2021

As much as I loved love and dished it out generously to others, I fed myself fear. This ingestion was…

Whole, Body & Soul

By Rivka Mazal Tauber | August 15, 2021

I remember being eight years old and getting on a scale.  I was offered $1 for every pound I would…

The Next Chapter

By Shira Lankin Sheps | August 8, 2021

It’s funny how sometimes we end up creating for others what we need the most. The Layers Project was born…