Last Week, someone asked me the question, "What is the most memorable place you've ever been?" For me, it occured on July 5, 1995. I know the exact date, because it was the day after my 18th birthday. The place: Dachau Nazi Concentration Camp.
(Survivors on Liberation Day: April 29, 1945)
You know that feeling when you've been away for so long that you literally miss sleeping in your own bed? That's exactly how my husband and I felt after the extended visit with his parents.
Like I said in my previous post, this random family reunion started with a funeral.
(My husband's step-grandfather passed away right before Passover, and
we had to drive up to Detroit, Michigan at the last minute for his
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First off, I need to apologize for my extended absence. I cannot
believe it's been two weeks since my last post. In my defense...A lot
has happened in those two weeks, and I fully intend to catch everyone
up within the next couple of days...
First up...Passover. As any Jew knows, last week marked the
beginning of Passover. My husband and I had planned to have a quiet
first Seder at home on the first night with just the two of us,
followed by a second Seder the next night with three other friends
coming over to our place.
She brings colour into the world Goddess Girl - to me, she sings of the flavour of Easter!
Hola gorgeous Goddesses!
No matter what religion you are or what spiritual tradition you hail
from, there are beautiful ways to celebrate Easter and make it a holy
day that makes sense to you.
It is Passover starting April 8th at sundown. Passover commemorates the Exodus and the freedom of the Israelites from slavery in Egypt. In the US, Passover lasts for 8 days. The first two evenings are traditionally large family Passover seder gatherings. During these seders, a liturgy is read from a book called the Haggadah, special songs are sung, and food is eaten that is unique to the occasion. The holiday is a festive one, with families often traveling long distances to be together.
I haven't posted anything lately, because since Purim, I've been working like a slave in ancient Egypt, cleaning the house for Passover.
It's an annual ritual -- one I dread and loathe.
Many people have written about a supposed "spiritual dimension" to this yearly drudgery. In exalted terms, they describe how removing every last crumb of hametz (leaven) from our houses prepares us to deeply experience the meaning of Passover.
One of the most difficult challenges I've faced as a new mom has been the radical shift in the amount of contact I've had with adults. I know that is nothing new for most moms these days, especially those of us who've had a career or a profession that we were "married to" before DB came along.
Knowing I'm not alone in this has helped.
The hurricane that sunk the Andrea Gail in 1991 was called a "perfect storm" because three storms combined into one, creating a weather situation that was so terrible, so frightening, so enormous that it was larger than the sum of its three parts. On their own, the three storms would have done some minor damage. Together, they could sink a ship.