Introduction

There's a weird story behind this blog. It used to be a project I was doing with someone else, but we kind of lost contact with each other and she stopped posting. It was set up in her name, but I wanted to take it over under my own control. So going to copy and paste all my old postings into here and start fresh.

I don't add to it frequently. This is not an aspect of my life that I think of too much, but it's always there under the surface, especially when I encounter the non-Jewish parts of my family, my mother's past, or when I watch others convert in ways very different than I did.

I was raised a Jew and was always incredibly strong in my observance, especially for someone growing up in a small town with few role models and no observant friends. I was a leader in my College community and so on and so forth...

...and then I had to convert anyway because my mother's conversion had not been complete.

It was a painful process for many reasons discussed throughout the blog. There were some terrible road blocks of bureaucracy and insensitivity along the way and I've had to face parts of myself I didn't like.

But I got an opportunity that not many get... I was born a Jew, and I got to choose it too.