I have very good reason not to trust any Jewish institution.
In fact, I had very good reason not to step foot in YU.
Coming here was a risk I chose to take and I prayed that I would be right in deciding to take it. I didn't know. Those of you who have read this blog from the beginning know how torn I was and how I felt like I was letting go of a dream when I decided not to go to UChicago. Some of you also know how angry I was with YU due to what happened during my interview.
This is where I tell you that I was right and this risk was worth it.
I have had the most amazing year.
I have met people who think, who challenge me, who are interested in their religion, who care about their beliefs. I have met sincere people, truly good people. I have had people tell me that I am wrong and I have respected them enough to listen. I have had teachers who were not threatened by me but who actually respected me and in fact encouraged opinions that others would hurt me for. Teachers who don't see what I do as being heretical but rather see it as being provocative in a good way. Teachers who have been kind and caring and who have helped me grow.
In fact, I have had the incredibly good fortune to meet so many people who have cared for me even though I didn't deserve it and never have.
I don't deserve my friends.
This year has been wonderful because of you.
To name a few (though never all): Sarah, Malka, Jackie, Taz, Yair, Eitan, Marc, Jeremy, Rafi
Thank you, thank you, thank you. You have helped me more than you could ever know.
I love you all.