Dating non jewish
After about ten minutes with the therapist, I decided to embrace the real me that wanted to explore my Judaism, to fully realize the person who was being built from within over the past half year. Now I was free to take classes, to check out what Shabbat actually meant.Staying with Jen as she went through a forced conversion borne of anti-Semitism and a broken relationship sounded like a half measure that would leave me in limbo. I had time to explore and embark on the journey whose final destination I did not know.I had to make a choice: Would I cling to the image I portrayed outside that felt so artificial, or would I decide to redefine myself as the person who I felt I was on the inside?We finally arrived at the house, Jen and Jack laughing and hugging over a fun night while my mind reeled. I tossed and turned all night, mulling over my future and contemplating the difficult choices laid out in front of me.many years later, I got interested in Judaism and eventually became Torah observant.I met my wife (FFB) through a matchmaker and only knew her 5 weeks before I proposed.
But the shomer negiah and chaperoned dating for the purpose of finding a life partner really works. Jen and I had decided to spend the long weekend at her parents’ house in a New York City suburb where she grew up. The girl’s father stood up in the middle of the ceremony and tried to stop the wedding. Now she’s pregnant and her father refuses to see her. ” I stammered that I indeed could not believe it, not quite knowing what to say.Her father, Jack, had finally warmed up to me, inviting me to the yearly golf outing that I had heard so much about but had not yet qualified for. We watched them on the water where he knew a bar owner and his friend was playing guitar that night. He started quoting scripture, said she was a lamb that strayed from the flock. Jack went on to describe how Rob’s Jewish wife was now completely disconnected from her family.We have to drive by with you tomorrow, Elliot, just to see the filth of it all.” What hurt me more than Jack’s anti-Semitic diatribe was Jen agreeing with him. They continued describing their repulsive Jewish neighbors who were ruining the town.