Hiya, hope you had a meaningful Yom Kippur. May everyone’s prayers be answered!
Lately my daughter has been totally into this new, old video….
Remember last time I emotionally mentioned how my teenage daughter likes to transcribe certain videos that she thinks her teachers must see? Well this time she sat for hours and hours transcribing this whole ten-minute-long video. We couldn’t understand why she would spend so much time and energy on a simple video!?
But then we watched it, and boy did we understand.
Now we are ALL totally obsessed with the video.
And I just keep wondering how can I get a hold of more poker chips?!
Watch the video (it’s in English!), and then I’d love to share with you an exciting idea that’s been rumbling in my head….
Hi guys, hope you’re all dry, safe, and well! We’re praying for everything going on now…
It sure has been a long summer…
My head happens to be swirling with emotion right now. Nothing major, just a lot of the regular type of stuff. Also, I guess it’s just an intense time of year. But, writing to you feels comforting, I get to talk things out, and know I’m loved. I really appreciate that luxury. Thank you!
So, the other day I walked into the kitchen and I saw my teenage daughter diligently looking at my phone and writing.
You may not enjoy this blog…..
Hi guys, how are you all doing? I hope good.
I would like to share with you a letter I once received from a friend.
Before I do, I’d like to apologize. You know I usually try to be positive and share nice inspirational thoughts in a real way, but this time, it’s just not so nice.
I’m a proud Jew! But come on, do we really need the Torah???
Of course we do!!! It’s a gift from Hashem!
And, after all, that’s what makes me Jewish. My great great, great…grandparents accepted the Torah at Mount Sinai from G-d and passed it on to me. That makes me Jewish.
I know that, and it’s wonderful. It’s a huge gift and I’m thankful. But, for a moment, can I just ask WHY?
I never quite got what all the excitement is about?!
Don’t get me wrong, of course I’m excited, everyone is excited, especially here in Israel the whole country is literally counting the days towards Lag B’Omer. And then when the night finally arrives the whole place is totally on fire!!!
Excuse the pun.
The fact that it’s illegal really doesn’t bother them. They feel passionately about being there and they are there to stay.
Am Yisroel Chai! is what I hear.
Personally I’m not taking sides and not saying what’s right or wrong….
I know you might think it’s funny, but, YES, we actually DO have Night Activity in our home. It’s not every night but, with a house full of teenagers, (plus a bunch of teenage wannabes) we like to keep everyone as happy as we can, at home! So, I try to encourage all sorts of fun activities. There’s, skits, ice cream sundays, water fights, dress up, prank calls, anything to keep them safely laughing.
Chesed is nice, doing good deeds is nice, like really nice. But let’s get realistic. We are not responsible for the world. In fact we are not even responsible for our own communities. In truth Hashem runs the world, not me.
And guess what? I’m tired.
So why help so many people constantly? Why should I always be pushing myself when I am not responsible for the world and I do NOT have to do it!?
Is it really worth ‘being pushed out of our comfort zone?’
Let me give you an example….
If I had a dollar for every concerned woman who asked about ‘the boys’, I would be a very rich woman!
It’s not easy raising children, and raising foster children, trust me, has its own set of challenges.
It’s been ten years since ‘My boys’ mother and brother died in a car accident. We’ve tried our best to give the boys our love, support and care, but it definitely hasn’t been easy. But the other week something incredible happened that I must share with you all!
Mazal Tov! We are ecstatic! A total matnas chinam, a free gift, my oldest son Moishie had his second child – an adorable baby girl!
As fast as we could we all piled into the car to greet the new baby.
But at the end only the girls were able to see the baby.
Only the girls? That sounds strange… Where were the men?