Mother as Goddess, Father as Human: The Divide of Parenthood
Sleep allows the prayers to enter the body, without understanding, without conscious awareness.
Sleep allows the prayers to enter the body, without understanding, without conscious awareness.
My father’s silence told me there was something else, buried deep inside him, that I could not reach.
That is what it feels like to be a communal servant right now. Not broken in one place. Broken into pieces, each one flying in a different direction.
Despite everything in me that did not want to be a father, this small boy is the greatest teacher I have ever met.
The number of mornings that I wake up, look at my sweet Zusha, and feel that I am betraying him by raising him as a Jew keeps growing: Have I condemned him to a life of trauma because he is Jewish?