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March 28, 2011
The night before our religious divorce, we made love, and my husband said, ‘do you realize what we’re doing right now and how wrong it is,’ and I said, ‘yes.’

After about an hour of waiting, the rabbis came back with a hand-written scroll which they tightly folded and had us sign. Then the rabbi made sure I had no rings, and had me hold out my hand, and told my husband to drop the scroll into my receiving open palms. The paper dropped slowly, lightly, like the whitest and gentlest of feathers. I was almost