It’s very unusual for me to be without words, but I have found myself in this state for a number of months. I’ve been battling with debilitating physical vertigo at the same time that our beautiful, tiny country has been battling with the existential vertigo of war. I’ve turned to myself over and over again… Read More Still Standing: Finding My Voice Among the Flags
There are so many small cultural differences that you learn about when you move somewhere new. Years ago, we had an Israeli family that came to Potomac to work for a few years. They lived in our collection of townhouses and we grew very close to them.For years, we hosted a large break-fast when Yom… Read More Yom Kippur Breakfast Anyone?
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
I think I’ve concluded that this is my favorite day of the year – Yom Ha’atzmaut. It just doesn’t get any more meaningful than this. I believe that I’ve written about the Yom Hazikaron (Memorial Day) and Yom Ha’atzmaut (Independence Day) ceremony almost every year that we’ve been here. But I am struck by it… Read More Tears, Flags and Fireworks
