An immersion in a mikvah is done without any clothing, so that there is no barrier between the skin and the water. Though Linda was the one immersing, I also felt exposed.
After niddah, there is a new counting, and waiting, and the moment of reuniting.
Do you know the convert down the block / the one who traded heaven with Jesus / for Hell / with you and me in Brooklyn?
Sometimes it is through loss that we come to discovery.
