I have neglected my blog the past several days. Between family events, and searching for, and buying a new mattress for my bed, I have been busy. I have also been quite busy reading, reading, and reading. I am reading a few books at once. I alternate between them, as the mood fits.
Lastly, but not least, I have pre-ordered the Kindle version of The Hour of the Witch, by Chris Bohjalian. I will physically go to the book store, tomorrow, when the book will be physically available to buy, and purchase it. I will read the Kindle version, and keep the hardcover copy for my personal library.
I often do that with books, read the Kindle version, and buy the hardcover to keep on my bookshelves.
Take a step into nature, if you are able to do so. You will not be disappointed.
The screen shot, above, of books, shows what I am in the midst of reading, or about to read.
This weekend will be lovely, for many reasons, but especially the fact that my daughter and family are having their portrait professionally taken, and have included me in the family portrait. I am excited, to say the least.
Other than that, not much is new, here, and I won’t elaborate on anything in order to fill up space, or in order to write a post.
Shabbat Shalom to those who celebrate. Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! -Lorri
Perspective is everything in life. We quite often see things in certain ways because we want to, not because of the actual situation or appearance.
This does not make our perspective correct, or incorrect. Many of us intuit circumstances through our feelings, and others use what they deem is their logic.
How we view things in life is often coupled with emotions, even when logic is a factor in our decisions and viewpoints.
Often, if we step back and take the time to think things through, we are then able to move forward decisively, and with strength and positivity in the conviction of our perception/s.
Our paths are not always clear, and some hold many curves in our journey through life.
I finished reading My family for the War, by Anne C. Voorhoeve. The novel concerns one young girl’s transfer to London on the Kindertransport, during World War II. Her journey with her foster family is well written, and includes her emotions, her thoughts, her experiences in her new home and with her new family, her assimilation, and her coming of age within their Jewish household. The historical information was insightful, and well-researched. I recommend the book.
My daughter, son-in-law, and two grandies, have decorated their home for Hanukkah. Their front door is a decorated to illuminate the celebration of the Hanukkah lights. Most Jewish homes have their own menorah to light during the eight nights of Hanukkah.
Hanukkah begins the evening of December 10th.
My son-in-law is extremely creative and definitely handy with constructing items.
The menorah, to the left, behind the panda, was built by him. He created it from wood, by himself. It stands almost to the top of the house. Each night of Hanukkah, the pertinent light/lights will be ‘lit’.
The Magen David, Star of David, above the garage doors, was also built by him. I love their exterior decorations, illuminating the fact that Judaism is meaningful to them, within the neighboring homes being decorated mainly in a Christmas theme.
What is heartwarming, kind, and sincere, during this time of year, is the fact that several of their neighbors put a little gift upon their porch, each night of Hanukkah, or knock on their door with homemade deliciousness. The thoughtfulness makes me teary-eyed, as at times, I have been to their home, and witnessed the event/s.
Today is National Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day. It is the 79th anniversary of the attack, which occurred on December 7, 1941.
Let us take a moment to remember all of those who were killed during the attack on Pearl Harbor, and all of the victims who suffered physical, mental and emotional duress.
Let us give thanks to our military, and honor their dedication to protecting our country, during times of extreme duress and horror, such as this particular moment in time.
Let us not forget this devastating day, and let it be remembered through the decades, centuries.
“Yesterday, December 7, 1941— a date which will live in infamy— the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by the naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.”
It has been a very trying, stressful week. I cannot articulate how the past few days affected me. So much has occurred, not including the election in the United States, which has been played out, worldwide. That, alone, has been difficult enough.
According to CNN, “The United States has passed 10 million coronavirus cases, according to Johns Hopkins University’s tally.
There have been at least 10,018,278 cases of Covid-19 in the US and at least 237,742 people have died.”
Those figures are unfathomable, to me.
We lost an amazing human being. Rabbi Lord Jonathan Sacks died November 7, 2020. He was a man of morals, a teacher, a husband, a father, a sage for all humanity, regardless of religion, or no religion. He was the Emeritus Chief Rabbi, formerly the Chief Rabbi of the United Hebrew Congregations of the Commonwealth.
There can never be enough prose to accurately encompass his life. For now, I will simply say, that I am extremely saddened.
On November 9th and 10th, 1938, Kristallnacht (an intense series of attacks on Jews fostered by the Nazi party paramilitary) became known as the “Night of Broken Glass”. The glass storefronts of the Jewish-owned businesses were totally shattered, by both the paramilitary and by local citizens. The interior of Fasanenstrasse Synagogue in Berlin was destroyed, along with so many other structures.
“The Tower of Faces” is so profound. Each time I have seen it, I am left speechless, filled with awe and deep respect for Yaffa Eliach’s tremendous efforts in creating the memorial. The photographs speak wonders of the individuals, times gone by, a collective history, moments in living, lives lost due to hatred.
One cannot walk through the immense exhibit without it affecting them intensely.
The photograph below, is Copyrighted by the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum.
Alex Trebek, the Emcee of Jeopardy!, the consummate gentleman, the man with a dry sense of humor, the kind, caring man, died on November 8, 2020. I have watched the game show since its first came on the airwaves. My children watched it with me, as they were growing up, and my grandchildren, my daughter’s children, watch it at home, with my daughter and son-in-law, and at my house, when they visit.
He was loved by millions. He worked until October 29, 2020, and there will be episodes filmed through December.