Confession: I’ve been in my first “crisis of faith” since I began living a Jewish life almost five years ago.
When it comes to matters of faith, I feel like my brain is a bouncy castle perpetually occupied by a pack of rambunctious toddlers.
I never delve lightly into anything that interests me. I don’t take passing fancies to things, skimming the surface before moving along to the next thing that catches my eye. No, I’m one who immerses herself up to her elbows in the things that fascinates her.
This will be a really fast update because I’m about to head out the door to work.
So I revealed my very secretive, super secret-y secret to my mom tonight purely by accident.