I became an aunt at 19 years old and this past Shabbos was that nephew’s bar mitzvah! It’s always interesting to me to see how my feelings around different milestones vary; my youngest sibling’s bar mitzvah was a year after I came home from seminary (I was juust turning 20), yet I felt disappointed that I wasn’t married then. But being 32 and single at my nephew’s bar mitzvah felt honestly totally fine. I think this means I’m growing up? That my life is bigger now?
It was a beautiful simcha! He is adorable!
Mazal tov!
Thank you, anon!