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Out of the Abyss

As told to C.B. Gavant

I could not mourn. If I mourned, it would mean that he was gone. Childcare, office work, household chores … I did everything on automatic pilot. Somewhere deep inside, my psyche refused to let go of our marriage, our home, our hopes and dreams and future. Instead, I worked to stay the course.

 

A Double Life

Maayan David

If you’ve ever been stopped on the street by a stranger who gushes about friends and family you’ve never heard of, there’s a good chance you’ve got a double out there somewhere. If you’ve ever gotten a call and the caller doesn’t even introduce herself, but jumps into a conversation that leaves you clueless, you probably share a name that intimately links you to another stranger. What happens when your identity or image is multiplied?

 

Family Story: That’s How Sisters Are

As told to Brocha Miller

Is this the one you mean? The purple and gray? Well, I’m knitting it for my granddaughter. She just had her first girl, and every baby in our family gets a hand-knitted blanket from Bubby. Most of the gifts are either pink or blue, but I like to mix up the color a little bit. See the gray stripes here? Doesn’t it make the purple look so much brighter?

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