The Sukkot holiday started on Sunday night, and as usual, I found myself rushing around right before lighting candles and ushering in the holiday. “Mommy,” Yehuda called while I was setting up in the kitchen. “There’s a banana bread there that Avital just brought over.” “What?” I said, completely sure that I had to have… Read More The Banana Bread Bond
Prior to Stella’s funeral we spoke to a psychologist and good friend about our boys. We wanted to know who should come to the funeral, who should stay home and how to help our boys through this terrible time. We decided that our two oldest boys should come with us to the ceremony which would… Read More In Good Company
“Do not press me to leave you, to turn back from following you, for where you go, I will go and where you sleep, I will sleep; your people is my people and your Gd is my Gd. Where you die, I will die and there I will be buried.” The Book of Ruth For… Read More Saying Goodbye to My Rockstar
Many people in our lives are undoubtedly having trouble focusing on just about anything other than the Frankls. Since Yarden’s post last night, people have been turning to us left and right to ask what they can do. Realizing before they ask that there is probably nothing to do, per se, they still want to… Read More What You CAN Do for the Frankls
Yesterday was Eliav’s 7th birthday. And Yom Kippur is five days away. And those two things, combined, cause me to be nostalgic every year. And never more so than this year. So here goes. 7 years ago on Yom Kippur, I had a 6 day old baby at home. And anyone who has just given… Read More Remembering Another Yom Kippur
The first and last time that I gave blood was in 1989. I was a senior in high school and I remember that I gave blood and then went to sit outside with some friends before our next class started. The next thing that I knew, there was a pole very inconveniently behind my head… Read More Stepping Out of the Comfort Zone
Yarden was telling me recently about the amazing emails that have been pouring in about Stella. About her never-ending chesed (charity) work, about her friendship, and about her positive attitude and desire to help others. Yes, all of these are true. But I’ve been privy to another side of Stella’s personality that few people know,… Read More The Hockey-Stick Wielding Heroine
Passion, love and hope come in many forms. They come in the form of a man, willing to take his body to the absolute limit for the love of his wife. They come in the form of a community, hundreds of people, who line the streets to cheer on the man who completes his mission.… Read More Passion, Love & Hope
Sometimes the most brilliant ideas are the simplest. A few weeks ago, a teenager in the neighborhood, Noam Shire, had the idea to make bracelets as a way to support Yarden’s upcoming ride. It was brilliant. And so an idea was born and the steps were quickly taken to make the idea become a reality.… Read More Banding Together
Last year in early October, Yarden said to Josh and me, with a twinkle in his eye, “I have an idea.” And when those four words come out of his mouth, you know you’re about to be in for an experience. And he started telling us about how he was going to ride – really… Read More The Dawning of a New Ride
