I cannot honestly remember the last time I actually made it this far in the omer counting, like most post yeshiva types who don’t attend shul too often – I’m usually on top of the counting until Pesach ends at which point I stop being reminded by the Rabbi to count and usually remember on some random Friday night that I am supposed to be counting.
Yes, I know, it sounds pretty pathetic of me to forget that we are in a state of mourning, but fear not– I am constantly reminded of that state of mourning by my prepubescent beard and mustache situation that never seems to grow in.
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