Self-care: There’s been a lot of focus on that concept lately. In our full, busy full lives, it’s easy to overlook our own needs. But self-care is not just bubble-baths and massages – although those are quite nice, and sometimes important – let’s talk for a moment about exercise. 

Rewind three years. I went to my doctor for a routine visit just after my 35th birthday. “Do you exercise?” Well, I run a playgroup and chase around my own four kids. That counts, right? Apparently not. So I reluctantly took myself to a fitness class. And that changed my life. I immediately fell in love with a class called BodyAttack, a cardio class with high- and low-impact options. My endurance and athletic ability were very weak, and I wanted to improve, so I asked myself what I could do that would encourage a commitment to fitness.

Goals are very important, big and small. I decided to go for a huge goal. I signed myself up for a Tough Mudder, a 12-mile endurance obstacle course. Stepping totally out of my comfort zone, I approached the BodyAttack instructor and let her know my goal. She assured me that with commitment and hard work I would succeed. Over the next eight months, I took various fitness classes, including BodyPump, a strength training class that I now teach. The instructors were so supportive and encouraging, and the friends I made motivated me to keep going despite struggles along the way. Crossing that finish line at the end of the Tough Mudder was an amazing experience. It felt like a culmination of my dedication to my health. But that was just the start of my journey.

Recently, the Bobov-45 Rebbe summoned his thousands of followers in Boro Park – and the world over, via live hookups – to a gathering where he shared some unprecedented directives. The purpose of the gathering was an effort to bring down wedding costs. Among the announcements was discontinuing the traditional exchange of diamond and gold watches by the chassan and kalla to one another, which have become unaffordable for most of the Rebbe’s followers. Instead, to save each side thousands of dollars, the Bobov-45 Rebbetzin will buy each kalla a watch and, as an incentive to adhere to the Rebbe’s new guidelines, participating couples will be eligible for an extra $5,000 in hachnasas kalla funds.

Today’s chassan/kalla gift-giving traditions in the predominantly Litvish Baltimore/Silver Spring communities, while not precisely mirroring those in the chasidishe communities, seem to escalate from decade to decade. And our young local brides and grooms – or perhaps more accurately, their parents – cannot afford elaborate gifts any better than the Bobov-45 community. WWW spoke to a number of people to shed light on the changing customs and how various people view this subject.

Singing in the rain is not exactly a normal activity, right? So let me explain. There was once a movie called Singin’ in the Rain, starring the outstanding dancer, Gene Kelly. Some folks believed that Kelly’s character was a bit tsudrayt (confused) because, although it was raining “cats and dogs,” he continued to dance and sing, “I’m singing in the rain….”

He was thinking of his lady friend, of course, but to many people, Kelly was delivering another message, an even more important one, which was to celebrate life even when times are difficult. It’s not a Yiddishe song (though its lyrics were written by a Yid) but it fits our tradition. We have been instructed to worship G-d with simcha (joy) even when we encounter shvair (difficult) times. And thus, we, too, sing in the rain. (Incidentally, in Yiddish the word “shvair” also refers to a father-in-law. “So why is a shvair called a shvair?” you may ask.

With Purim approaching, we thought it might be helpful to consider the importance of speaking with your children about drinking. It’s an unpleasant topic, one that we parents might want to avoid in the midst of busy preparations for this happy day. Unfortunately, it has become necessary, just as we teach children to buckle their seatbelts in the car and wear their helmets when they ride their bikes.

As we have discussed previously in this series, teenage drinking is quite common. The most recent scientific survey across public and private high schools shows that about a quarter of eighth graders report drinking. Among high school seniors, well over half are drinking, with 43% endorsing that they were drunk at least once. Middle school and high school students report easy access to alcohol, and tend to dismiss possible harms associated with drinking.

This time of year brings different reactions from people. Some of my friends start discussing their Purim themes by Cheshvan and use the lights of Zos Chanukah (the eighth day) as a reminder to start cleaning their bedrooms for Pesach. Then I have a friend who responds with a sharp intake of breath if I ever mention Purim or Pesach before Rosh Chodesh Adar. Once, I mentioned the “P” word in Teves, and she didn’t talk to me for a month. I’m never sure when is too early or too late to start talking about Purim and Pesach. Since Purim is this week, I think I’m pretty safe.

When thinking about Purim, Pesach and chinuch (Jewish education), I know I need to get a handle on how I approach these Yomim Tovim myself. Adar and Nissan are the time of geula (redemption) and boundless simcha (joy), yet Purim and Pesach make my heart beat fast. One night, I’ll have a nightmare that I need to deliver all my shalach manos to people who live on one-way streets that are all getting BGE repairs. Another night I’ll wake up in a panic that the Megillah readings overlap and that visiting hours for the rebbeim are at different times, each a half hour apart, so there is not enough time to make other deliveries but too little time to go home and be productive.

I read an interesting article recently, entitled “Democrats Have Abandoned Israel – Jews Should Abandon the Democrat Party,” by Andrew Stein, a former New York Democrat politician. His article pointed out the pervasive and glaring anti-Semitism that has now infected the Democrat Party. This strong anti-Israel hatred was first openly manifested when the issue of Jerusalem came up during the 2012 Democrat Convention. The members at the convention jeered and booed when support for Israel and Jerusalem were to be inserted into the Democrat Platform.

Witnessing this disgusting display on TV, I became livid and sickened by a party I was once affiliated with, which could express hostility to another democratic country. And not just any country. Israel is the symbol of Judaism and home to the largest number of Jews in the world. So, yes, if a political party or a person defames Israel, it is an attack on all Jews. 

It was about 30 years ago, but I still remember the enthusiasm of my son and his friend as they prepared a beautiful mishloach manos to give to their fourth-grade rebbe. It was not an obligation; it was a labor of love that drove them to prepare their own basket and walk over to present it to their rebbe.

I have another memory of a knock on the door during the Purim seudah at my parents’ house many years ago. It was the mother of one of my mother’s kindergarten students, who brought over many containers of homemade food to show her hakaras hatov (appreciation) to her daughter’s beloved kindergarten teacher.

Purim and the mitzva of mishloach manos has become a time to show our appreciation to the moros and rebbeim who teach our children. Many mechanchim prepare unique mishloach manos to give out to their students and set aside special times for them to stop by. And the children enjoy wearing their costumes and showing them off to their teachers.

We have two Adars this year, so we need two Purim issues, right? Of course! So this column will continue the Purim surprise dishes we presented last month. The theme? All is not as it seems, just as the Megillah teaches us! If my readers remember, each dish, last month, had some element of concealment; it was more than it appeared to be. I love this theme. It’s like people. Each of us has so much potential. When called upon to do so, we somehow find ourselves able to tap into resources we did not even know we had. We all have hidden depths that we just need to mine and – voila! – the world becomes a better place through our efforts.  

So, too, do these foods contain more culinary potential than was expected. (Watch out. I might have to start singing the Transformers song: “Transformers, more than meets the eye...” What? You do not have five- to nine-year-old boys? Hmmm... You’re missing out.) Speaking of children, as my children decide which costumes they want – the latest idea is Black Flash. Is Black Flash even a thing? Where am I going to find a Black Flash? They were Red Flash last year, but that’s “so last year, Mom.” Ninjas, astronauts, and more are being suggested. What will they be in the end? I guess we’ll all find out when Purim rolls around. 

I am a parent of an extremely strong-willed ten-year-old boy. While he has many strengths, including organization, persistence, entrepreneurial spirit, and excellent executive functioning skills, his behavior both at home and in school is challenging to deal with. He cannot tolerate being told what to do. When he gets an idea in his mind, he follows through no matter what and hates hearing the word “no.” He thrives on engaging my husband and me in power struggles in order to achieve whatever result he wants at that given time.

Our main concern is his disrespectful way of speaking to me and my husband. The other challenging factors in raising a strong-willed child, we can deal with and manage appropriately. However, we have zero tolerance for the disrespect. We as parents have made that very clear to our son. It continues to be a big problem, though, which doesn’t seem to be getting any better no matter how much we try to work on this issue. It’s also becoming more of an issue in school, and his teachers are complaining that he is chutzpadik to them as well.