At a recent yoga class, the instructor asked us if we could have one thing in great abundance that would make our life significantly better, what would it be?
I wished for faith.
There are often times when I want to spill my guts here - the way I used to - but it's hard. I feel stymied. I know my posts lately have been shallow... but only because in a recent post that went just a tiny bit deeper, I referred to depending on girlfriends for dinner dates and was met with a comment informing me that I'm still single because I'm a 'heifer'. (Their words - not mine. I wouldn't dream of using that term to describe anyone.)
And of course, a number of loyal friends and readers rushed to my defense, for which I am so grateful. The good always outweighs the bad. Always.
I know that being a writer means putting myself out there and opening myself up to constant criticism. And I believe it's worth it. The first comment I ever received on here was negative (and extremely offensive). But look how far I've come. And I know that the internet is for two things: porn and complaining (thank you One Tree Hill). Yet somehow, I am still taken aback every time I receive malicious feedback. I can completely understand why people wouldn't enjoy this blog - but I will never understand why they can't just stop reading and move on rather than taking the time to write mean, spiteful things. The pen is mightier than the sword and by publishing this on the internet - I know I'm asking for it. That knowledge doesn't make the insults less hurtful, unfortunately. I wish it did.
Jewish Girl in Wasp's Clothing is a labor of love and the gift that keeps giving. I just wanted to let you know that it may take me a little while, but I'll get back there.
Thanks for being patient with me while I wait for a little faith.