My time at the Moishe/Kavod House in Boston is beginning to wind down. My swan song with our team will be the big community retreat we are putting on in about three weeks, and then July will mostly be about getting things wrapped up, transitioning out, and moving on to the next big thing in my life.
But as I biked home from an afternoon of basketball in Jamaica Plain yesterday, completely exhausted, I thought about how basically everyone I was playing with were friends who I had met through the House. Granted, I never knew they were such terrible basketball players till yesterday, but I think it says a great deal about how our community has impacted my life that as I looked around the court, I saw a bunch of radical, thoughtful, caring, and all-around awesome young people who were part of a network of which the House is one critical hub.
I like the thought that I've helped create that network not just for myself, but for a whole lot of other young folks around Boston, over the last three years, and I have no doubt that I will be carrying that network and those relationships with me as I take my next step. And I'm really thankful for that.
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