News

There are weddings and there are weddings. The guests at a wedding that took place a few short weeks ago will forever remember the occasion for many reasons.

Sometimes it takes the worst to bring out the best. We see this cycle repeatedly when tragedy strikes, and the human spirit responds triumphantly in an uplifting and inspiring way. Examples of this here in Israel are far too many to count.

I have a lot of enemies. I don’t know them personally, but I’ve noticed many drivers passing me on the road who don’t seem to be particularly happy with me. They do not wave and smile as they pass. They sometimes have an angry look on their faces and often it seems that one of their hands is permanently attached to the horn. What can I say? I’m not an Indy 500 racer, which puts me in a negligible minority in this country. Driving on the road is not my favorite activity either. Just so you know.

With our aufruf, wedding, and sheva brachos behind us, things are slowly beginning to settle down and return to normal. Like I said, slowly.

The news here in Israel can sometimes be difficult to hear. Whether it’s the security situation, the political discourse, or terrible accidents, there’s, unfortunately, no shortage of disturbing bulletins. With all that, there is always some positive news, as well, which reminds me how lucky I am to live here.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Pitter patter. Pitter patter.  Swoosh.  Swoooosh!  Gush!  What kind of article is this? you must be wondering.  After a three-week break from writing my column due to my son’s wedding, Baruch Hashem, you must be asking yourselves if I forgot how to write.  You’re probably thinking that in the extremely somewhat stressful period leading up to the wedding, I must have completely lost my mind touch.  You are wondering if, in a moment of desperation due to my inability to come up with original material, I decided to plagiarize a book by Dr. Seuss.  But, no, I did not forget how to write.  And, no, I did not plagiarize a book by Dr. Seuss, or anyone else for that matter.  I’m just sharing with you the unwelcome sounds that have been reverberating through my home of late.