
A year ago, I really wanted to convert to Judaism, but I wasn't sure if I could, should, or would. I loved Friday night services at Hillel but worried that I could never really be a Jew. Now, I sometimes forget that I'm not. It gets quite annoying actually. People are always trying to count me in the minyan and I have to stop them. But one day, I won't have to and what a glorious day it will be. The rabbi asks if I want to light candles on Friday night. I can, but I can't do it alone, and I don't feel like pointing that out in front of a crowd of people. Friend asks me to say kaddish for someone he knows who died in the last week, have to ask someone else to do it. Other people forget I'm not Jewish or don't learn until after they've met me and someone insolently points out that I'm not actually Jewish I just like doing Jewish things. Oy, that's getting really old.
This blog has really helped me come to terms with a lot of issues I bring as a convert. Everyone's set of issues is a little different and I am grateful to everyone who reads and comments.
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