An important anniversary

I sit in my bedroom in my sweet home in Vancouver. I look out my large window. A tiny plane flying overhead. The clouds as beautiful as the Vancouver clouds always seem to be. A day of stormy weather but that's over and now stillness and peacefulness outside instead. The quiet after the storm. A song on the radio that touches my soul.

And it is a year since I decided to leave Israel. Probably my biggest and hardest decision ever. May 11th I actually left.

And now I am looking through my never-sent email drafts. They are a little window into a year ago.

On the 11th of April I started an email to my immediate family. The subject was: "Understanding (and could I dream of supporting?) me".

The only thing written in the body of the email is:

Dear Family,



--
Queen Esther
Where is the good stuff?


Nope, I never ended up writing this letter.

But I remember. I remember feeling alone and sad. I remember wishing I could know 100% that my family wanted to understand and support me.

And now it's a year later. I have thought many times over the year of actually writing and sending this letter to them but it hasn't happened.

Today I have a clearer picture of how my family is taking my changes and more time will make it more clear. Maybe one day I will still write and email my family about this. We shall see.

QE