To my dear brother Yanky, I feel so blessed to have a relationship with you. Look at our differences: you’re on the west coast, I’m on the east; you’re completely secular, I’m as religious a Jew as anyone in our circles. You’re wandering and still trying to find yourself, I’m struggling and growing while keeping sacred the life I’ve chosen for myself. I have a large family, thank G-d, and you’re barely holding on to the succession of relationships that come and go. Deeper yet.
