I should be worried — but I’m not.

There was something about today that felt different.

It was Rosh Chodesh Nisan (the beginning of the Hebrew month of Nisan), and I found myself part of an online program where people were saying brachot on the trees and speaking about geula (redemption). I listened to two speakers whose words somehow went straight to my heart.

I don’t even remember everything that was said.

I just remember how it felt.

Overwhelming in the most beautiful way.

At the same time, other things were happening around me. A friend had written something about me that touched me so deeply I found myself in tears. I couldn’t even fully process it — just a sense of gratitude, of being seen, of being exactly where I was supposed to be.

And in the middle of all of this, I noticed something that didn’t make sense on........

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