Israel. I am spending my final summer months at home, while I “help” my mom with her campaign, as well as begin my preparations for moving to Israel in the middle of October. Is that crazy shit? Or what? Like excuse me? Rachel is moving to Israel and going to college there?? WHAT?!!
I honestly can’t believe how long I’ve been wishing to spend a good amount of time in Israel, and here I am. No more searches for free trips to visit, no more crazy amounts of money to make in order to just land in Israel, I am going to school there. A one way ticket has been purchased and I am 1/3 of the way on my path towards figure out who the heck I am.
But really? Who am I? Am I a camp counselor who spends her summer months at a Jewish Day Camp educating 5 year olds? Am I a hebrew school teacher who attempts to keep 2nd graders attentive? Am I that Judiac Studies student learning about Talmud, the Tanakh, and our ancients roots to Israel? Or am just that girl who walks down the street with her yellow purse over her left shoulder, with a grin, and a fine strut?
WHO AM I?
That is why I’m going to Israel. To find me. To figure out what my purpose and what my Job is on this earth. My job is to live in Israel and figure out what I’m supposed to do with the rest of my life. It is to live and thrive, influence people, make connections, maybe make a family, and live being truly me.
And I can’t wait to begin that journey of figuring out who I am, as I embark on this journey.
#1 of the Final Countdown series