Happiness. It's relative.
If I was Jewish, we would be having Shabbat dinner right now. We would be lighting candles and blessing the children. We might sing songs and certainly bless and drink the wine. Gentiles who think Jews have no fun because they don’t celebrate Christmas… Continue Reading “I Tried Being Jewish But It Didn’t Work”
What did I know? I knew nothing. I was 35 when I married a nice Jewish man from Philadelphia. His mother was small, blond, smart, and very scary. She had told him growing up that she would sooner hang herself in the closet than… Continue Reading “What Did I Know? Words from a Non-Yiddisha Pisk”
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