On Measuring a Journey
Read this on galpod.com. Sometimes you don't realise how much you've changed until you see someone you haven't a long while. My dad's memorial was on Friday, and so many people came. But it didn't feel like it was a time to grieve for him, perhaps because I do that all the time. It felt a little like an occasion to see all these people I last saw... on my dad's last memorial. Many people commented on my hair. That's an Israeli thing, I think, as absolutely none of the British