This just in: Embracing Rosh Hashanah

Apples and honey
Apples and honey

I’m not Jewish though at Penn I made many friends who are. They taught me about many of their traditions. One that’s always resonated with me is Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. It started yesterday at sundown, and I share the idea that Fall is a true new year for me.

The cool air rolls in, the leaves change color, and there’s a hint of newness around every corner in this season. 2015 has been a tough one for me, and I want nothing more than to turn the page so I decided not to wait until January 1.

Last night, I took out my cutting board, carved up an apple, poured some honey, and took in the sweetness of the new year with a lot of hope for brighter days ahead.