I’ve been doing more traveling, speaking, teaching. Selling my book. I love to travel and I love to see new places and meet new people. I also love to sniff out new communities and get a feel for the similarities and differences each Jewish community has.
But there’s one thing that is constant. Jewish women.
By Elissa Felder
Twenty-six years ago a group of my friends gathered to wash the body of my little baby that had died that same day during open-heart surgery. His death was a shock of the most traumatic proportions.
So Donald Trump is president and half of America is mourning. And plenty are elated. My Facebook feed, mostly non-Orthodox Jews, is dominated by mourning. People lamenting the loss of normalcy, of values, of shattering the glass ceiling once and for all. People describing the emotions like losing a loved one.
Graduating preschool, middle school, high school, college. Entering new grades. Last carpools. Last time in this or that campus. Weddings. All the things we knew were coming.
I recently caught up with an old friend. It had been years since we’d talked – really talked – and I was moved by her wisdom. She’s grown up, I thought. Then: so have I.
I’ve learned a lot since high school, mostly the hard way. Here’s what I know:
Hi all,
I’m over on aish.com today with a spiritual prep for Passover – some ideas based on the Seder to share and savor.