Anonymous
Choosing to go to the mikveh this last time felt like something I had to do for myself, alone.
Choosing to go to the mikveh this last time felt like something I had to do for myself, alone.
And so we went. With hundreds of others, we gathered. With candles. With lights. With prayer and resilience and song and love and kaddish. W
Has the reclamation of the mikveh gone so far as to erase menstruation? We may be missing an opportunity for sex-positive, body-affirming discussion of what it means to be a person who can get pregnant.