I’m sitting here at 10:45 at night, the Thursday before my daughter’s Bat Mitzvah. I’m working since there hasn’t been enough time during the day to really get anything done, and as I write away for my clients, all I can think about is the big day.

It’s such a milestone moment for my daughter, but it’s also a special moment for me. As part of the service, I get to express my hopes, dreams and wishes for her directly to her. I get to talk to her about what makes me a proud mama. It also meant...