Timing is everything. There are, thankfully, known processes that are valuable in getting a house ready to be sold. One of them is getting advice from realtors about how to make a house saleable. Another is getting wood floors in good shape; and another is painting walls neutral colors. The order is important, since the realtors … More making space
Today, the day after Tisha B’Av, you see all the laundry that people haven’t done since before Shabbat or even before the previous week, hanging out in all its glory. We in the West have learned not to expose our laundry of any kind, whether clean or dirty. But here in Tzfat, in particular, but … More Cleaning up dignity
We keep meeting people who are one step away from us; a couple from London/Jerusalem whose son is good mates with our son in Melbourne; former members of our community who are now living here who met our mechutanim, our daughter’s in-laws, at a genealogy convention. I have always felt that Israel is such a microcosm … More small world
I’m in the middle of packing to go to Israel for the summer. And we thought we’d get the house painted while we were away. So, of course, I am overwhelmed with stuff all over the place. But there is physical stuff and the metaphysical stuff, all of which I’m tripping over. Recently, someone mentioned the … More why would we take back our own troubles?
Does it mean anything, Dr. Freud, that I tend to remember almost all the memories of time spent with my father, but not so much with my mother? For example, I have ABSOLUTELY no memory of going with her to Paris. The only reason that I now know I went is that my father forwarded an old … More holes in my memories
I forget how valuable it is to talk to people outside one’s own group. Basically, I mean strangers. There are reasons I don’t talk to people who I know outside my own group. And I don’t think it’s ever jealousy, if I could dare say that. But talking to strangers, especially people who you will … More pulling the crowns down to raise ourselves up
I had to think about how long it’s been. Actually, I had to look at the chart I have of family birthdays to remember exactly how old the grandson is who was born right before my mother’s death. Accchhhh! I just checked to see what I had written about my mother before and wouldn’t you … More on the ninth year after my mother’s death
A cousin of mine emailed me the other day to let me know she was thinking of us on the upcoming difficult weekend. And she hopes we are all well. Well, until she wrote it, I didn’t realize this was supposed to be a difficult weekend. The weather has been glorious; I didn’t have to prepare a lot of … More difficult?
Yesterday, while walking, from a distance I noticed a man riding a bike somewhat slowly and wobbly. As we approached each other, I realized he was riding alongside a boy (10? 11?). Ah! Father encouraging Son. And so as we passed each other, I clapped for the young runner. I had a while to think about … More mothers of convention
Yes, that, but today I’m referring to the spread of stuff that happens when the kids leave the house; water seeking its own level; things finding their own corner of the universe when they had to share previously. And more stuff. Come to think of it, we had a taste of that even before they all … More middle-age spread