(for obvious reasons, no picture today)
Zoom bris cousin’s new son
on the screen you could see
what it means to be
part of a loving community
people sharing beliefs
knowing the same history
continuing because
you want it to.
I grew up this way.
Beth Israel Synagogue Center
Friday night services Hebrew School
Bar and Bas Mitzvahs all the time
holidays holidays comfort
of community the comfort of knowing
one another
I gave unknowing, sophomoric speeches
against this world,:
predictable, certain, too familiar.
I wanted what I didn’t know, not understanding
there is always something
you have to give up for something
you might want.
Beautiful
No Hebrew School for me (Do Your Homework!), but Temple Emanu-el on QXR every Friday. Trying to catch up now, and loving it.