At 16, I flatly refused to go to church anymore because of my near #metoo moment with a minister. I never told my mother. I knew she wouldn't believe me.
I hesitate to affiliate with any group, but somehow, Jews keep finding and charming me, probably because I'm one of them.
I lowered the criteria for success. A lot. Try it!
There's something about the way Shabbat is Shabbat wherever I go.
I'm in Cambodia, and I just found out that part of my house burned down. My parents are okay, but everything is gone. And yet... nothing's changed.
