It’s so weird that I chose this topic on a week when I’m not feeling much love towards being Jewish. Though if I think about it, it’s probably a case of thinking the grass is greener on the other side.
OK, so what’s my number 8 in the countdown?
God, it’s really hard this week. I keep feeling like my Jewishness impedes my movement, growth and vibrancy.
Everything I think of to write here, I then wonder if it’s an inherently Jewish thing or just a thing.
Right now I don’t really love anything about being Jewish. Whatever I have in my life supposedly because I’m Jewish, I don’t know for sure that that is why I have it. I may have had these things anyway.
So I guess it’s not that there are things I love about being Jewish. It’s just that I am Jewish. For better and for worse.
Maybe I’ll be able to continue the countdown tomorrow. Right now I just can’t.