by Sherri Mandell

Despite everything I’ve gone through, this is a big deal to me. I’m a wimp and I’m terrified.

by Sherri Mandell

After the murder of our son Koby I have been shattered -- and I have been rebuilt.

by Sherri Mandell

From a mother who knows.

by Sherri Mandell

The secret is gentle dripping water.

by Sherri Mandell

An open letter to Eva Sandler who lost her husband and two sons in the Toulouse terrorist attack.

by Sherri Mandell

Everything in the world has the capacity to serve a higher purpose, even mice.

by Sherri Mandell

My mother blessed me with the ability to say amen to both life and death.

by Sherri Mandell

From the narrow opening of the shofar, comes the wide expanse of relief.

by Sherri Mandell

If I don't give up hope of finding something, it still belongs to me.

by Sherri Mandell

After terrorists murder a family member.

by Sherri Mandell

It is when we are broken that we recognize God as our true home.

by Sherri Mandell

You never return to who you were after terror rattles your world; you become somebody else.

by Sherri Mandell

After terrorists murder her son, a grieving mother journeys back towards life and faith.

by Sherri Mandell

Perspectives from the mother of a terror victim.

by Sherri Mandell

There is always a different way of seeing.