Thursday, November 10, 2011

TIME TO BLOG

Remember the song TURN TURN TURN?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4ga_M5Zdn4

Everything in its turn, in its time. When the lyrics were put to music perhaps in the 60’s, where was the internet, or lap tops or BLOGS, for that matter. (extraordinary lyrics from Kohellet/Ecclsiastes 3)

Well it is now my turn, my time to Blog. Yes, life is unwinding, for me personally, as it should. No, I don’t think the world is unwinding as it should, but that is not what this blog is about. IT IS ALL ABOUT ME, ME, ME!

By the time I got home from Israel in May, my granddaughter let it be known that she would not play second fiddle to anyone. If her cousin did it, so would she. Well, luckily, she did meet this lovely guy, I met him on several occasions, but she waited for me to get home to Montreal, to announce her engagement. Is this a pattern? My children don’t want me at the engagement party? Now it is 2 such events out of 2. Do they worry that I may put a damper on the engagement? I shall have to do some soul searching – or not.

Summer followed, and my daughter-in-law & 4 wonderful grand kids came to visit. Week-days with her parents in suburbia, and weekends with me in town. We patted each other on the back, more than once, because our relationship was working, even in the absence of Avi,the link. The link was here for the last week only. 4 little kids under the age of 6, first I must say they are adorable, but it is a handful.

Moving right along, I arrived in the Israel 3 weeks ago so I would be over the jet lag in time for the wedding. I am still not over jet lag. How long does it take?

I knew it would be a beautiful wedding. I knew they’d be a beautiful lively couple. I did not know he was a choreographer – by night. What other talents is he hiding? Someone said the venue was California-like, and Hawaii was also suggested. Pick your state – it was special. And it was Israel! You need to be pretty sure that weather will cooperate. They were lucky – you can get rain here in October.

The highlight for me is always the participants. The family and friends who make a special effort to be there with you, and by now, I feel close to many of the kids’ friends, as well.

The siblings and I gave Sheva Brachot, the next night. There I enjoyed the immediate family, and just a couple of special friends. It was the first chance to get to know the new in-laws. Communicating in French was a little difficult, but, by the time we had spent the weekend together the awkwardness fell by the wayside.

Yes, I am surely very enthused about all this, but it certainly isn’t a particularly interesting read.

‘nuff said, until next time!


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