Two years into her job her eldest daughter was born. At the end of the 1980s, by that time a mother of two, Goldstein went on to be a visiting professor at Rutgers in the philosophy deparment before taking a stab at teaching creative writing in Columbia's MFA program. All the while, Goldstein continued to rush home from classes on Fridays to be able to cook the Sabbath meal for her family.
A CRAZY AND SCHIZOPHRENIC LIFE, that's how she remembers it. Though her husband and family knew of her atheism, Goldstein kept her beliefs from everyone else, determined to keep a harmonious environment for her daughters, not wanting to confuse their worlds. Home and philosophy were strictly separated, as rigorously as the kosher kitchen she kept. The perfection of her kitchen was much to the pride of her mother, who was not pleased with Goldstein's profession or literary ambitions. Goldstein's outward religious performance – the one thing her mother was proud of – was the only thing Goldstein ever did to satisfy duty instead of passion.