Growing up, my mom taught me to sing the Shema before I went to sleep. Mezuzahs lined the entryways to our home. We went to synagogue for the High Holy Days and had Shabbat dinner on Friday for most of my childhood. I had my Bar Mitzvah at 13 years old.
Well written! I am particularly taken by the sentence you wrote, saying that you find comfort in Jewish limbo, a paradox that undermines and serves the collective Jewish experience. We, as Jews, toggle between these two truths. Thank you for sharing! Linleigh Richker
Eli, I am moved by this essay and a very proud friend and Jew. Carole Dibo
Eli,
Well written! I am particularly taken by the sentence you wrote, saying that you find comfort in Jewish limbo, a paradox that undermines and serves the collective Jewish experience. We, as Jews, toggle between these two truths. Thank you for sharing! Linleigh Richker