I inherited my home from my father, who moved into this little house after my mother passed away. One of the first things he did was affix a beautiful mezuzah to the doorpost. I've kept it there with love for more than a decade, now, until last week. The terror of recent events caused by Hamas and the rising flood of antisemitism frightened me enough to remove it from the outside. These are dangerous times, and strangers come to my door all the time. I hope to be able to re-affix it someday when it feels safer to do so. But for now, my heart is broken. For the victims. For the state of the world. And for my own little home.
I inherited my home from my father, who moved into this little house after my mother passed away. One of the first things he did was affix a beautiful mezuzah to the doorpost. I've kept it there with love for more than a decade, now, until last week. The terror of recent events caused by Hamas and the rising flood of antisemitism frightened me enough to remove it from the outside. These are dangerous times, and strangers come to my door all the time. I hope to be able to re-affix it someday when it feels safer to do so. But for now, my heart is broken. For the victims. For the state of the world. And for my own little home.