I assumed my life would basically look like the life I had growing up.
Read MoreNow calls on me to tap into my inner stability. This feels so healing. It's both the hardest and the easiest thing.
Read MoreLike glass, I feel very breakable and very strong these days, a strange, living contradiction, a container of Whitman-esque multitudes.
Read MoreI stand on the shoulders of those who embodied this most; I can only hope my actions align with my innermost heart, the blood of my ancestors, those whose minds may have been filled with doubt but kept walking anyway, those whose names are found on the train manifests to Auschwitz, those who braided the bread and lit the candles and buried the dead and praised the living.
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