As we spoke, it hit me again how different our paths are — of the people in my synagogue and even in my extended family. And that there is no such thing as the “right” or “perfect” path. What would perfect look like, anyway? My husband was raised very traditionally (in the Conservative Judaism world); I was not.
In that spirit, when I found this funny blog post by Estelle Sobel Erasmus, I asked permission to share it with you. It’s Not the Religion in the Man that Matters, It’s the Man in the Religion
Many of you will have resonances with her story. With the parts about JDate. Or with the parts about her grandfather. Or with cooking. Enjoy!
If you liked this post, you might also like my cooking story.
And if you’re in an interfaith relationship, you might appreciate knowing about these resources from interfaithfamily.com.