We found our way to frumkeit. But would we ever merit a family?
As told to Hadas Afik by Ahuva Ohr Bukovza
Igrew up on Kibbutz Nirim, in the south of Israel, living a typical kibbutz lifestyle. I walked around barefoot. Every cow in the barn was my friend and I knew every detail of every flowerbed on the kibbutz.
My family was, of course, completely secular. It was only when I was in high school and started spending the occasional Shabbos at more traditional friends that I first saw what a Shabbos table looked like.
Not that they were particularly religious families. But they made Kiddush and there were candles; I connected to this spirituality and felt drawn to Shabbos. I would have loved to have Shabbos at home, but on Friday nights my family just ate supper together as usual; there was nothing particularly special about it.
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