People like to say that it takes a village to raise a child. But what this cliché leaves out is how hard it can be to find that village.
A few years ago, I went, as my community calls it, “off the derech.” More specifically, I strayed from my spiritual path. I drifted from my village, leaving my four kids and me without much support. We eventually found subsidized housing in Harrisburg, where we live today.
When I first looked for schooling for my oldest, I wasn’t pleased with our options…