Thoughts rushing through my head, emotions choking, spices abound, music, sounds, breezes – cross breezes especially. Pieces float by, moments of so many miracles that abound in our daily existence. How blessed are we truly. To hear, to listen, to walk, to seek, to experience. Memories cascading through stuff, so much stuff, the materialism of it all. Music and familiar rhythms that fill us up – mentally, physically and spiritually. So may loose ends to tie up, and new beginnings awaiting us. Thinking and praying for five-day old Tikvah* and hoping it will be a good world for her and that she will be able to breathe and take in all of the mysteries of the universe. Being in this in-between space and place, all I can think about is, God I will miss this place.
Tikvah is our friend Dave and Gal's baby and they left Israel early to get Gal the best possible care for this rare condition.
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