Reflections from an Aspiring Balabusta
I knew I had reached an important milestone in my mother’s eyes about six years ago when I was preparing the Passover seder meal and she called me a balabusta. According to my mother, this is a Yiddish expression that means being a good homemaker, the family glue, or the one that holds everything together. For the past three years, I’ve had the privilege to lead an initiative at the UN Foundation – the Universal […]
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