Journey To O

My personal thoughts, ramblings, and questions about my Journey into Orthodox Judaism

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn

The verdict is in. It will compromise the Vaad for future conversions if they allow mine to occur before the allotted time, so my Rav advised that I go out of town. He will be happy to work with a reputable Bet din, and to give me full recommendations. I'm trying to see the good in this, but I still feel complete frustration. It's kind of like starting all over again. Seeking a new Rabbi. Seeking acceptance. Proving myself yet again. G-d willing when I find the right people who wish to help, it will still most likely take several months. In the scheme of my life it's not eternity, but when I have a man who loves me and I adore whom I'm so looking forward to starting a life with, it's disheartening.

Perhaps I should look for a sheitel while in Brooklyn. I was a little pissed with one of the local sheitelmachers. I was close to spending 1800, apparently a great deal for what I was getting (LOL) I told her that it was 80% there, but for the money, I just felt that it should be perfect. My natural hair is pretty wavy, and I have a lot of it. I love how I look when I have my own hair straightened, but with the sheitel, it just looked, well, too much like a sheitel. She told me that it would be 2600 to get a curly sheitel, which didn't make very much sense. 800 extra for wave? I told her that was out of the question, and she advised perming the one I liked. My response, in my shock was, "Are you f***ing kidding me?" Pay 1800 and hope the perm takes? And what if I don't like it? Oh, I have to keep it? This pissed me off. I'm not about to be held hostage.

I have been thinking about getting a fall. It would cost less and I wouldn't have to worry about the hair line all of the time. Today, I was shocked to try on a 300 synthetic that my mother-in-law to be just ordered. Of course it wasn't in the same ballpark as natural, but for something I may wear once or twice a week, it was very pretty. I may just go this route. It will give me a way to have "hair" while shopping for the perfect one.

My kallah classes are going well. I wish I could just sit down for three hours and get it over with. I know most of what is being taught, and feel capable of taking in more information than my teacher feels I can handle. I think I only have one or two left, so at least there's an end in sight.

Oh, the joys of Judaism....

Patience

It has never been my virtue. I so wish that I could say it was, that I was somewhere close to being a patient woman, mother and wife, but I have a very difficult time putting my life in the hands of others.

Today is the second Vaad meeting. The first was a month ago. After the first one, the Rabbaim decided that they needed more time to think about my conversion. In the middle of my process, there was a change as to how long a potential convert should be in "the pipeline." So, I'm sitting here, not having attended the meeting today, wondering what they will decide. To be honest, I don't trust them much anymore. I have seen a side that most converts probably aren't privy to. I have had to accept and admit that politics play a more important role in their decisions than my neshama or my actions. What else can I possibly do? I have done everything that they have asked of me. I feel as though this has become about how much information I can memorize, or how many shiurim I attend, instead of my faith and desire to be a Jew. Every part of my life is immersed in Judaism. When it comes down to it, does showing my face at a Kashrus class mean more than keeping a kosher life?