I think this is the fourth or fifth time I've read this, and (bad me) I'm just now reviewing, but...guh. The way it all folds together, and the way that Ziva's Judaism flows through all of it, like a river, just like being a Jew does through one's life -- just, *yeah*. It was *beautifully* done. It's so rare to read a fic that accurately portrays that aspect of Ziva (or of any Jewish character, says the Jewish girl from Manhattan.) Just -- wow. And thank you.