I have an inherent mistrust of clergy. So I was surprised that I felt a kinship of sorts with the rabbi who married my sister-in-law and, now, brother-in-law.
This woman was so cool, we had her perform a naming ceremony for our children --a ritual we had put off until our son was six and a half and our daughter was two. The ceremony was beautiful and meaningful. My spouse even cried, and I thought we had found our own rabbi.
We negotiated the bill via email. I sent a query regarding personal spiritual counseling. Then I mailed a check. I haven't heard from her since. And I'm back to square one.
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