Shalom from the other side

So here I am and much more quickly than I expected. When I decided to share my life and experiences, I didn’t know how I wanted to present it to you beautiful humans. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to write a series of events or speak freely as the wind blows. In my life I’ve always followed my heart and allowed my energy to just take me where I needed to go, oh.. and let me not forget none of this would be possible without the help of Hashem of course because lets face it, for me, the divine is the driving force for all that I am and for all that I do.

Okay so now with that out of the way, I decided to share with you kind of like a reality television show only much more real. To take a journey into life’s adventures by way of self discovery. The life and times of me. I will talk to you guys about dating post breast cancer in the holy land and at the tender age of arba-im v shalosh, thats 43 for those that don’t know.

Let me start off by saying that Israel has the most beautiful men and women in the world. I am in awe of the day to day gorgeousness, the rawness, the passion (think loud voices and my favorite word regah*) that Israelis possess. I had been out of the dating pool for a while and for the past 2 years I had been preoccupied and focused on my health. Love took the back burner as I was separated from my now ex husband. I didn’t know how I would feel dating with two NEW breast which I’ve come to love and protect like they are that special cinnamon sugar shabbat challah that only safta knows how to bake. I knew in Israel that I could find a date but nothing prepared me for what I am about to share. I have officially seen and heard it all.

I have had every experience from the beach stalker where I do my yoga and who can’t seem to stop calling at 4am (hmm.. must have been my down dog) to the 80 year old man on the autobus who wants me to sit right next to him even though every seat besides the bus driver’s is available. I have a friend, lets just call him Mr.M, that suggested that I get on Tinder. Wait one darn moment, mah zeh tinder? I guess I should thank him because after signing up (which literally took 2 seconds) I’m dating again left and right. It’s a new experience learning how to navigate these men and I have to say I have met some really cool people and I have met some people that need to cool down (where else would I hear that he had the best MOHEL in town). My point is that I am enjoying everything this land has to offer, while having fun letting the boys, and the world know that yes I am a survivor, yes I am a newly divorced woman in a new country but that does not mean that I can’t let my hair blow in the wind. I urge any woman out there that has had these crazy but valid feelings of self doubt and body image due to a battle with cancer or otherwise, e.g. wrinkles, loose skin from child birth, or weight loss that you can get out there and explore. Be honest with yourself first and foremost and decide what it takes for you to be happy.

I am reclaiming my femininity, my sexuality, my health, my inner smile and it is all going down right here in the Land of milk and money (if you live in Israel, you understand that is not a typo).

Today and everyday forward lets dedicate our energy to self love and pride in our bodies no matter what!

For photos of my journey please take a look at my instagram
*wait… but must be done with an amazing hand signal for the complete experience

until we meet again…