Why I love my Jewish mother


Miriam Mogilevsky writes in New Voices about why she thinks coming home after her first few months of college was so great:

OK, I’ll admit — this post isn’t about anything profound or relevant to anybody other than myself, but I just thought I’d share it because it’s all I can really think about.

Today is my first day home after almost three months of being away at college, and it feels great. My parents cleaned up my room and made it all homey (that must’ve taken quite a while, since I remember all too clearly the state in which I left it), my dad renovated my bathroom, and there was, of course, food in the fridge just waiting to be consumed.

Now, I’m sure my classmates from outside the Tribe had similarly welcoming homes to return to, but I really feel like I should give extra thanks to God for granting me a Jewish mother. Maybe it’s just because I’ve never known anything different, but I really do feel like her Jewishness is part of the reason she’s such a great mom. She always worries and calls me way too much (and I don’t admit that I’m secretly glad she’s always calling), she’s a wonderful cook, and she’s the only person in the world who can make me feel like a kid again (and not just by giving me a curfew).

Read the full article.

Recommended from JTA