My Judaism wants to be bright and beautiful; something filled with light and laughter
(My Judaism is tested too often that I feel dark and grey; I have little energy to keep trying)
My Judaism loves to hear the sound of a child singing Anim Zemiros, of little voices saying Shema with eyes covered; of clear and strong children chanting Torah after Rebbe.
(My Judaism has to believe that there are sick children for a reason, a reason too great and terrible for me to understand. My Judaism strives to find meaning in illness and light in dark places. But still, I struggle to understand why families move into the hospital, why poison is pumped like candy, but tastes like death and still, children die.)
My Judaism knows my prince is out there and that G-d will not let me be single forever.
(My Judaism doesn't get how the system we have marries people off when it feels so flawed and broke, but I continue to play into its trite demands.)
My Judaism believes in the power of unity, wishes to find connection where the chain is broken, and hopes to repair the cracks so many fall though.
(My Judaism knows we will all be together one day, happy, healthy and whole)
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