This is a personal essay I have been trying to write for a very, very long time. It isn't sparked by one thing in particular, but it comes in response to, and accord with, things I've read by
chopchica and
miriam_heddy and
roga and
dafnap and
abyssinia4077 and
xiphias and
kita0610 and ... yeah
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I wish I could have known your rabbi; that is a concept that never came by me before. My religious school was largely a bad experience that had nothing to do with the religion and everything to do with my fellow students, and that was half the reason I never got my Bat Mitzvah. That and questioning whether or not I deserved it, because my mother is a convert whose conversion was complete three days after my birth (despite having received a mikvah and Simchat Bat of my own) - now she and I still want to do it together, someday, now that we are both Too Old in the eyes of the common public.
(Then again, what do they know?)
I still don't have words beyond the words I tried to give you before - that this is a little piece of perfection, a little bit like reading my mind, and thank you. ♥
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I also, as I've said before, think you deserve an anshei mitzvah more than almost anyone I know. ♥
God, thank you, Rue. It means a lot to me that you know what I'm talking about. This comment doesn't sound selfish in the slightest.
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(And then when California fixes its mixup from November, you can perform our godless lesbian Jewish wedding.)
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Anyway, your story is very similar to my own. I also had a crappy experience in Hebrew school - not traumatic, but not at all inspiring, either. My mother is a convert, too - and she converted two years after I was born. She and I took the mikva together and I still remember it, even though I had no idea what it was about at the time. But because of that, I've spent my life feeling like I wasn't Jewish enough ( ... )
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