Amazing Weekend

My two daughters, in their last week of their shared twenties were together to celebrate the Bat Mitzva of one. The two year old wonder child was also present. Several times during this ancient celebration, I was brought to tears with the beauty and joy of the event. The ancient words, and melodies really touched something in me, one who had been simply churched in childhood at what I call a plain old Christian church--no descriptors. The last tearful moment almost brought out one of those noisy racking sobs and that was when the rabbi called H to come and join his aunt. He did, and he stood, in his neat little chinos and argyle sweater, amongst the circle of celebrants nibbling away at challah and looking up at a circle of strangers bringing his aunt into a new fold. Or really and ancient tribe.

H went home on a train which is another story, best told by his mother--
and we attended a bat mitzva/birthday party given by Chicago daughter's friends, and what an amazing troop of friends she has. The appetizers were an artistic vision in their presentation (and they were delicious) and the only speck of gluten in the whole thing was the snickers cake from a tradition of our own. The artist/novellist is now going to launch herself as a gluten free caterer after the amazing reception she got for her beautiful food at the party. Chicago, get ready for some outstanding parties.

Now DH and I are home and exhausted from all the hours and hours of driving and have to get some ZZZZZs so we can get back to work tomorrow. I still have to get my students art ready for the local museum show that showcases student art for nearly a month. It is a wonderful event. must go get ready.