Change, Change, Change

The booths with the sign above them, sprinkled on every other corner of Jerusalem, scream, “Change,” and I, always obedient (most of the time…), obey. At first, I hesitated, but recently, I’ve been going at it head on. There’s something about moving to another country and being independent for the first time, simultaneously, that necessitates it.

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With some friends from Akiva!

The most challenging thing for me is to find my own rhythm; I so often go to extremes. When I left my dorm counselor job, I planned to start school right away. My hebrew wasn’t good enough, and I didn’t have the funds, so it was back to work. It took weeks to find a job, but then I got 5…and then quit 2. Anyone here like roller coasters? Come to my side of town 🙂

Now that I’m working, I’m looking for an apartment, but I’m moving to a temporary one on Sunday. It’s been rainy (thank G-d) and cold here, so I could attribute it to that, but my head is pounding and I’m all achy, and I think it’s from stress.

It’s a fascinating experience to learn how to baby myself. There are people all over Israel who care for me and love me, but sometimes, when I’m standing by a bus stop and the bus hasn’t come, and I’m tired and cold, I give myself a hug. Last week, I treated myself to a professional massage. It was the best gift anyone could’ve given me. I made chicken soup and froze it, and ate it every night of the week. I stopped eating sugar. Some small things are a big deal, and it seems to me like this self nurture will help me now and in the future.

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Bumped into Aleeza Ben-Shalom, the ‘Marriage Minded Mentor,’ and talked for hours

K, juicy news? I have been shidduch dating here. (A shidduch is basically a date for the sake of potential marriage, where both prospect, or someone close to them, research about each other beforehand. It’s very convenient- I’ll know a lot about my compatibility with a guy even before we go out.) Let me tell you, it is a unique form of torture to navigate the shidduch world without my parents in the same country. It’s nerve wracking, going out on dates without my sister telling me I look “stuuunnnning!!!” before I leave, or asking for all the details when I come back. I wish my parents could meet the guy beforehand. At least, if I get serious, that will be an excuse for them to come visit me 🙂

All in all, this is the life! The ups and downs, the new experiences, the challenges and changes; I’m moving. Israel necessitates faith in all circumstances, and I’m slow, but getting there. Looking forward to keeping you in the loop!

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