27
Aug
Beshert | A Mensch with an Edge
We met through a friend on July 4th, 1996. My friend Sheryl asked me to fireworks; her friend Cliff was saving spaces at Gasworks Park,...
02
Jul
Beshert | “I Get It.”
I’ve always been super confident in most things but faltered when it came to dating and love. I was looking for ease and perfection. An...
25
Jun
Beshert | Finding My Own Kind
My Grandma Phyllis always told me to “Stick to your own kind” when it came to dating. But to her disappointment, I’d never dated anothe...
18
Jun
Beshert | Pot, Meet Cover
“For every pot, there’s a cover.” That’s what my grandmother of blessed memory always said, never giving up her hope for me. But I was ...
28
May
Beshert | A Face in the Crowd Led Me Home
At 26, I was coming off a traumatic divorce that led me to distrust everything I knew to be true in this world. Desperate to figure out...
14
May
Beshert | Shabbat-a-Bing-Bada-Boom!
“Someday,” my boyfriend David said to me dreamily, “we’ll have Shabbat dinners at our house.”
“Yeah right,” I guffawed. “I guess yo...
13
Feb
Beshert | The Song of Our Lives
Then I saw her. Across the crowded room. Dancing alone in a red dress. It wasn’t just her beauty. It was a spirit emanating from her being. I approached her and we talked a bit. I found out her name was Rusti. Enchanting. But she was swarmed by other boys—she was beautiful, talented and smart.
Nevertheless, when I returned to my fraternity house that night, I told my brothers that I would marry her. It was love at first sight.
06
Feb
Beshert | Once Upon a Time in Montevideo…
I met my husband in a hotel lobby in Montevideo, Uruguay on my 27th birthday. We were browsing the lobby stores because the hotel’s onl...
30
Jan
Beshert | He Had Me At Lunch
The man had just eaten the lunch of Jewish champions. There went my heart quandary; he embodied the simplest and best parts of being Jewish. With that one “lunch,” I realized he was the perfect Jew for me.