Today (read: the day I started writing this post) two of my dear friends are celebrating birthdays. They are wonderful people who I met on my birthright trip to Israel. 969 more words
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The story of my trip to Israel is incredibly complex and hard for me to unpack, but I’ll start at the place that makes the most sense to me — the end. 1,165 more words
Everyone else is already in the water, but I’m still on shore. I stand on a stretch of cool beach watching dozens of other people—some whom I know, some whom I don’t—writhe and splash and shout and struggle to come to terms with the fact that they don’t need to paddle to keep their heads above water. 1,332 more words
Cross my heart, I have no idea what I will tell these kids tomorrow.
Calling them children, technically, is an understatement. However, I can’t think of them differently. 856 more words