I am a single mother by choice, blessed with my daughter Raphaela, conceived and born in Jerusalem in October 2009. Raising a happy and healthy child; balancing work, parenthood and relationships; with the additional challenge of doing it on my own, in Israel.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Rosh HaShanah 2014
(First picture: Raphaela, standing on the original stones in the "new" Old City of Jerusalem, street that dates back to the Second Temple)
Raphaela: (while standing at the Wailing Wall to "talk to God" before Rosh Hashanah) Mommy, does God speak Hebrew or English?
Mommy: God speaks all languages, even silly ones, and even when you are not speaking out loud.
Raphaela: Even Spanish and Chinese?
Every time an Israeli soldier walked by:
Raphaela: Shanah tovah [Happy New Yearl] soldier! Thank you for keeping us safe!
I think Raphaela would have rushed over and hugged them if I had let her.
Raphaela: Mommy, why don't fish heads wear hats?
(In preparing the traditional Rosh Hashanah fish head, I stood at the counter in my kitchen. About half way through, I realized that our gold fish tank had a front row view of the proceedings, and must be screaming in little gold fish voices at the anguish of their brother, or at least his head. I quickly apologized and moved my cooking station elsewhere.)
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