On my wall at home hangs a travel calendar that advertises Israel’s physical terrain as a “land of contrasts.” When I arrived in Israel and disembarked at Ben Gurion Airport in an Ambien-induced stupor, I slowly r

Each month, I constantly ponder what to write about for my article. It’s always easiest to draw on an individual experience, find its theme and relate it to a lesson I learned or a conclusion I came to because of that experience. However, I have come to see my time in Israel as more than just a handful of amazing experiences, but rather for what it really is—my life.