I have always hated Tisha B’av. I’m a terrible faster; and since I didn’t grow up commemorating Judaism’s days of mourning, I’ve always struggled to connect to them.
I recently wrote an article about how both sides of the Jewish spectrum, liberal and traditional, should be at each other’s smachot. Someone asked me if I have any qualifiers to this policy. Would I go to a wedding on Tisha B’av, for example? I responded that if it was a sibling’s wedding, I might go.
Now I know I could ever do that.
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