Later this afternoon and evening I will have the pleasure of travelling to Philadelphia where I will board a flight bound for Tel Aviv. In many ways I am going home, and in many ways I am leaving home.
Since returning to the States from Israel in June, I have felt as though I was a guest in a country that is not really mine. But then why did I celebrate the Fourth of July? I obviously have some connection to this land and these places, albeit a different connection that the one I have to Israel, her land, and her places.
I am not a full Israeli either. I have not served in the army, my Hebrew is not fluent, and I am in the country on a student visa, not a teudat zehoot (identity card). It's a very strange feeling to have two homes, to be leaving one and entering another.
Check back soon for updates from the beginning of my second year in Israel.
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