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    Alright, so I have jumped on the bandwagon yet again. New emails should flow to jenevieve@gmail.com.

    In other news, I have been thinking recently about family and what it means to leave your family when you get married and cleave to your spouse. The college years have seen an interesting shift in the way I interact with my family. Is it possible to love them more and grow apart from them at the same time?

    On one hand, I have come to appreciate the wisdom that my parents have, and the love they posses for us. My relationship with my parents, and especially my dad, has become much deeper and more balanced since I left. My sister and I have also grown closer. There aren't any more catfights, and we actually talk about serious things sometimes. Weird.

    On the other hand, I have realized that L.A. is no longer home for me. I mean, I go there on vacations, and I love my friends and family, but I feel a little bit like a stranger. My family's ideologies and attitudes are so much different than those I hold, and it causes me to feel alien.

    When I marry Matthew, I will cut the bond with my family and attach myself to him. While I will still speak to, see, and love my family, it mill become second to the family I am creating. I know that my relationships and traditions are always changing. It's still different, though. I can't explain it, really.

    Even though it is not a surprise to me, and even though I have already been separating myself from my family, the reality of cleaving myself from them is strange to me. I do not know what Matt and my family will look like. What will Christmas mornings be? Will we go camping in the summer? How often will we visit our families? What will we do for Thanksgiving? What, if any, Jewish traditions will we keep? Are we going to have a Seder dinner, or break the fast after Yom Kippur?


    It is hard to jump blindly into the future, especially when I am thinking of traditions that I have always known.


    What is it about summer that makes people think serious and introspective thoughts?
    :: submitted by Jenevieve, 6:36 PM
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