Article Archive for Year 2010
With the new Sex and the City movie merely weeks away, the editors at SingleEdition.com thought it might be a good opportunity to share some tips for the single “Samanthas” among us – specifically the 25 million unmarried American women age 45 and up.
“If I forget thee O’ Jerusalem, let my right hand wither” (Psalms 137:5 – Im esh’kachech Yerushalayim, tishkach y’meenee)…poignantly expresses the Jewish people’s longing for Jerusalem. The Bible predicts that the land of Israel is destined to have one specific site that will be holy beyond all others and refers to this site as “the place which God shall choose to cause His name to dwell there” (Deuteronomy 16).
“My mother, who encouraged me to set up my profile in the first place, had the letter “J” iced onto our Rehearsal Dinner cake!”
Shavuot, which we begin celebrating next Tuesday night (May 18), is the only holiday not listed in the Torah by the date on which it is to be observed. Rather, the Torah teaches that this festival takes place on the day following the 49th day after the first day of Passover (see Counting of the Omer), the day on which the Omer Sacrifice was offered.
As we know, Jews leave the womb equipped with a worry reservoir that is filled early and replenished constantly. We worry about everything. Worrying is as essential to our well-being as a balanced breakfast. It’s our duty, our birthright and our most profound satisfaction. All Jews worry all the time.
Sarah was 90 years old when her son Isaac was born. He was the answer to all her prayers, for she now knew for certain that the great work that she and Abraham had been doing would be carried on in future generations.
At some point you may find yourself asking the dating question, “Is it worth the hassle?” It’s inevitable. Picking up (and even hooking up) gets old, blind dates become a scary proposition and you may prefer down time on the couch over a round of drinks with another online stranger. But when the “no’s” start to outweigh the “yes’s,” that’s when you’ve reached your tipping point.
This is my first year in many years that I do not have to work on Mother’s Day. Woo-Hoo! I have been excited for months. I kept cautiously checking the calendar at work and each time confirming with myself that “no one books an event on Mother’s Day.” True enough, nobody booked an event. I have the entire day all planned out.
It’s a classic ethical dilemma: Two people are lost in the desert with only one water bottle. There is not enough water for both people to reach civilization. Who gets the water, or do they share it (and both die)?