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My journal about my conversion to Judaism. |
I started writing my conversion story in June 2023, even though it started before then. It will not be in chronological order as I remember things from the past that brought me to this point in my life. My decision to convert was not an easy one. I grew up Pentecostal. I watched my grandma speak in tongues. My aunt played keyboard in the church band. I used to attend church (a member of a Baptist church for many years) 3 to 4 times a week. I did not start my journey of healing after my divorce and expect to end up here. However, my desire and work to grow closer to G-d has left me no doubt or question about where I am now. I have no hesitation in my conversion to Judaism. This is my story of leaving Christianity and becoming a part of a people that I will be able to, one day, proudly say that I am also. A Jew. |
I've been listening to the Jewish perspective on grief. The tearing of the garment is a reminder that only the body is gone and that their memories, lessons, and soul will live on. The memorial dates are keep connected to the loved one, but the timeline also requires the person to keep moving forward towards healing. I've never grieved going through the Jewish stages of grief, but I have seen others do it. The week of grieving seems too little. The month of not shaving or participating in joyous events seems to be a good distraction and a way to make them yearn for that period to be over (especially for the men who hate not shaving). The reciting Kaddish for eleven months helps the feeling of them being close while focusing on blessings and good memories. The one year mark seems to be an emotional roller coaster that ends in a feeling of peace. I haven't gone through this process myself yet. It is not something I look forward to, but I know I have people to turn to when the time comes. I'm so blessed. |