I want to tell you off, but instead, I nod in agreement, smile, and go back to what I was doing, seething all the while.
I want to tell you that I love you, but the words stick in my throat. I know you know, in your heart, so I don’t say it.
I want to tell you what I think, how I feel, what I want, but you don’t ask, so I remain silent, suppressing the words, afraid – without even knowing it.
I want to speak up, say my piece, state my opinion, but I get flustered, flushed, the words jumble in my mind, my tongue grows thick.
Inspired by Ima on (and off) the Bima , this post is one in a series marking the days of the Jewish month of Nisan leading up to Passover, which begins at sundown on Friday, March 30, corresponding to the Hebrew date 15 Nisan 5778. If you want to play along, check out this year's #BlogExodus and #ExodusGram prompts .
