Feeling Gratitude

If My Siddur Could Talk

By |2021-09-10T10:31:30-04:00September 2, 2021|

If My Siddur Could Talk, What Would I Hear It Say? It was the night before my chasunah. I can still feel the mixture of fear and excitement that I was experiencing. When a small box was delivered to my house with a card, I tenderly opened it up, and there inside I found a beautiful leather siddur engraved with my new name. I held it. I looked [...]

Fear, Hope, Pride and Gratitude

By |2021-02-25T12:39:19-05:00January 26, 2016|

My nephew became a bar mitzvah. We spent a beautiful Shabbos spent at my sister’s house. There were adults, teens, toddlers and babies filling up every space of her home. Following that Shabbos, I had an opportunity to talk to my brother-in-law’s mother, Mrs. Yehudis Flagler. I mentioned that it must have been so special for her to spend Shabbos at a simchah with so many of her [...]

Shehechiyanu

By |2021-02-25T12:39:19-05:00October 20, 2015|

Life is settling down into blessed routine. Yom tov was wonderful, B”H. Although very hectic as usual, there were so many special moments I feel grateful for. But after weeks of cooking and serving and then doing it all over again, I am ready for routine. As I was putting away the last of yom tov I found my mind wandering to many past yomim tovim. The family [...]

Enjoy the Moment

By |2021-02-25T12:39:19-05:00May 17, 2015|

A while ago I came to the realization that life goes by so quickly. It seems like yesterday that I got married. And it seems as if it was only the day before that I graduated high school. When I made my first bar mitzvah I said, “If this is how fast it takes for my child to turn thirteen, then it will only be another few minutes [...]

Finding the Gratitude

By |2021-02-25T12:39:19-05:00February 11, 2015|

I recently read in a weekly publication about a retreat encampment named Mount Misery. In that area there is a Mount Misery Brook and a Mount Misery Road. The author of the article wrote how this road goes on and on and is rumored to never stop. When I read this, it struck me. It is so easy to get stuck on that road of misery. Like getting [...]

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