Tonight, he stops to look at me- like really look at me. Except I sense that his eyes are also looking through me, to somewhere halfway in-between my skin and the deep inner recesses of his warmly kept memories.
"It was in that moment that I was hit with the realization that this was a man who had never loved anyone."
Orthodox Jews often emphasize marriage too strongly, undermining the lives and souls of the singles among them. It's wrong, and it spurs unnecessary hurt, insecurity, and alienation.
A 10-point plan for how not to marry a selfish, cruel, disrespectful jerk. Learn how to recognize a wolf in sheep's clothing.
It’s not that we need single Jewish women to dress in white and dance in the vineyards, where they'll be joined by single Jewish men who’ve reprioritized their superficial values... Actually, that’s not a bad idea. What really needs to happen, however, is that we all seize the magnificent, spiritual opportunity of Tu b’Av, an ancient holiday now all but unknown.
To put it bluntly, I flirt.
Spending the summer with my grandmother, who was beyond her time, made me reflect upon my own.
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Watching my father go through this process when I was in high-school, I knew this was my messorah. I knew I had an obligation to keep it alive, in anyway I could. But I didn’t, did I? I was marrying an Ashakanaz guy.
