Rituals
There can be comfort in the consistency of ritual.
There’s comfort in the rhythm, in the embrace of the water.
Nothing is happening at the pace I would choose, but there is an opportunity for a resurgence of hope and the possibility of new beginnings.
But there’s also pain—
the grief of dipping again when you wished this month would be different. Mikvah and taharat hamishpacha aren’t simple.
They carry both hope and heartache.