It’s weird when I am at a loss for words. But I am.
I got a tattoo today.
I have so much I want to say about it. But it’s too much to put into words. Maybe we can grab a drink and I can tell you about it one day.
For now, here it is.
Here I am.
Hineni.
And a sapling of the tree of life.
On my left forearm where my forefathers were forced to be tattooed before they were stripped of their clothes, hair, identities and dignity.
I am reclaiming my space in this world to be a proud Jew.
You can cut us down.
But we will keep growing back.
Our roots are wide and deep.
Because we are here.
And here I am.
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