«It was best not to speak of such things. Amid the vast number of religious rules, there were other ones, enforced not by God but by the community. I learned to swallow dissent. To observe the rules was to be good, and to be good was to be loved. It was what let you stay inside a community, surrounded by family so that, if the world's spinning were halted for one moment, and a finger placed on one small spot, you could say: I belong here.Divorced From My Husband, and My Faith - NYTimes.com
I stayed inside. I followed the rules. I got engaged at the age of 22, after a blind date and a dozen weeks of dating. I was a senior in college, he in law school. We were of the same world, and fell quickly, easily in love. Nowhere was there room to say, I don't yet know myself, let alone you.»
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Kol Tuv,
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