This new moon brought more than the end of Ramadan and a little PMS: It marks the beginning of Elul, the last month of the Hebrew year before we repent and do it all over again.
Some Eluls I get really hairshirt-y about it and list an alphabet of sins I’ve committed over the past year, but I think I’ve exceeded 26 letters this time around the sun so let’s just say I’m a deeply flawed, unconscious human doing her best to keep her heart big, her mind open and the size of her tush under control.
I’m definitely guilty of being a Bad Jew this year, only attending synagogue a handful of times since Young Yenta Man became a bar mitzvah and totally blowing off Havdalah while the kids were at camp. Frankly, while El Yenta Man and I remembering how to speak to each other without shushing a small interrupting person, I’d forgotten about Elul altogether.
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