The Fruit We Raise, The Story We Give to Them: Ki Tavo
This week’s parsha feels very personal. Exactly Three years ago, as Meital (my daughter) entered the IDF, I wrote about Ki Tavo, the story of the Bikkurim, and what it felt like as a mother to offer my own “first fruit” to the larger story of our people. Today, exactly three years later, on the same Parsha, she finishes her service as an officer. I find myself returning to those same verses but standing in a very different place. It’s strange how the same Torah can speak to u


























