For years, I thought being a good wife meant doing more: organizing, reminding, initiating, fixing, suggesting, managing. I was exhausted… and worse, lonely.

I couldn’t understand how pouring myself into my marriage left me feeling unseen.

Then I discovered something that changed everything:
Th...

Shana Rishona: I sat in a dream-like haze, my cholent untouched, as my very own talmid chacham waxed brilliantly on this week’s parsha.  How had I merited to marry such a genius?

Fast forward twenty years…and here it comes again: time to clear the fish plates and serve the cholent. Look, I knew it ...