After living in Israel for years, time stopped meaning the same thing.
January first now passes quietly for me.
I notice it. I acknowledge it. And then I move on.
That reaction would have surprised me years ago. I grew up in France, where…

After living in Israel for years, time stopped meaning the same thing.
January first now passes quietly for me.
I notice it. I acknowledge it. And then I move on.
That reaction would have surprised me years ago. I grew up in France, where…