Earlier this evening was the first session of the synagogue's new member orientation, it was held in some woman's apartment up on 108th. I could've gotten of @ 96th and walked the rest of the way, but I had to be a dope and get off at 110th which put me several avenues over., getting back to Broadway wasn't much of a hassle though fortunately. After a little dinner, they broke us up into groups than had us go around in a circle, telling a little bit about ourselves and why we decided to join.
Why did I decide to join?
Well, when I come home after finishing college, it hit me that I wasn't a member of any synagogue and I hadn't been one for going on five years A fact which made me feel hollow inside. I had gone there a number of times with my father over the years and was impressed with the sense of community . I could have rejoined the synagogue where i had attended hebrew high school and had been a member of the youth group but I felt it was best for me to move on, besides, alot of the people there are stuffy. I could've joined the synagogue my mother belongs to, the LGBT one. I went to a service there once. The Cantor turned every prayer into a torch song..... ugh......
"It isn't good enough for you because it's the gay and lesbian synagogue" My mother my once snapped at me.
" It isn't good enough, because its YOUR synagogue" i retorted.
Seriously. Why shouldn't I want to go some place where I can forge my own identity.