Today is our Bar Mitzvah Aliyahversary. Nefesh B’Nefesh asked me to share a few words about what our Aliyah means to us 13 years later. Here is what I had to say, which you can also find on Facebook. ‘Mommy, can we make Aliyah again?’ These were the words my four-year-old asked for months after… Read More Mazal Tov On Our Bar Mitzvah!
Nine and a half years ago, Yehuda lost his first friend in Israel. When we moved here 11 and a half years ago, Chanan befriended Yehuda. While Yehuda didn’t know a word of Hebrew, Chanan would smile at him in daycare and they would play together. As Yehuda integrated and learned, they continued to be… Read More A Night of Celebration, Joy and Memory
I should have known that the bar mitzvah wouldn’t look exactly as we had envisioned, and that I would be tested in all sorts of ways. I should have known. It’s surprising that, after 13 years with this glorious child, I haven’t yet learned my lessons. On the day that Yehuda was born, we woke… Read More I Should Have Known…The Joys of the Unknown
It’s the morning after the party and we are all still on a high. Pictures coming soon. But here is my speech from last night. I would share Yehuda’s speech, but it’s in Hebrew! Enjoy mine… We feel very fortunate to find ourselves, ten and a half years after Aliyah, in a place filled with… Read More A Glimpse of the Snow-Mitzvah Fun!
In February of 2003 I was all set for Yehuda’s first birthday. I had bought oodles of art projects for the little kids to do. I had a cake with a picture of Yehuda swinging with glee. I had Winnie the Pooh decorations and more. We were set. Until the snow wouldn’t stop. And so, since… Read More Celebrations in the Snow
On Tuesday, while Dahlia was being buried in Tekoa by hundreds of friends and family members (and complete strangers), my first grader was filling out a worksheet. He came home with the form to show me what they had done in school, and I simply wanted to put my head on the table and cry.… Read More Talking about Terror, Tefillin and More
Look how young and cute we were! 20 years ago… 20 years ago today Josh and I started dating, while participating in a one year post-college social service program in Israel called Otzma. We actually first started dating at Kibbutz Gezer, and last night Josh very romantically swept me off my feet and brought me… Read More From Kibbutz Gezer to Neve Daniel
Before Matan’s bar mitzvah, we discussed with him that he needed to put aside a certain amount of money for tzedakah (charity). We weren’t sure, however, where he should direct that charity. Matan offered one idea, primarily because it’s the only charity he really knows much about. I hesitated. There is nothing wrong with that… Read More It IS About The Bike…and So Much More
Before Matan’s bar mitzvah, we ordered thank you notes to go along with his bar mitzvah invitations. We explained to Matan that there would be rules surrounding his bar mitzvah gifts. 1. No gift would be used, enjoyed, or spent until a thank you note was written. Period. 2. And he would be writing three thank… Read More Being Gracious and Grateful…One Note at a Time
For years, Josh and I have remarked that someday Matan would be part of the Daglanut (flag dance) on Yom Ha’atzmaut (Israel Independence Day) at the ceremony that we hold in Neve Daniel. The seventh grade boys and girls do a dance each year, waving enormous Israeli flags and filling the basketball court with their… Read More Flag Dances, Fruit Roll-Ups and Family