The door opened. I found myself checking for him unexpectedly. Throughout the holidays, I felt his presence with me as I shopped and walked..
I am fairly certain I am “messing up” as I light the menorah. (Do I allow the shamash to keep burning?) But I learn a bit more each year..(the answer is ‘yes’)
Rather than heavy words and even heavier thoughts and feels, maybe just a bit of cuteness!
Pileated woodpeckers and trees brushed with the first swash of gold…I luxuriate my mind in the subtleties of nature’s changes.