A new leaf

An entry a day. That's my new leaf.

Having written so infrequently this year that I can't even call it a sporadic, I am turning over this new leaf.

It has been an incredible six months since I last wrote, give or take a few weeks. My daughter was married and I learned a lot about life from the experience, particularly about the importance of sharing the joy in life. Not only will my telling this story be important for savoring and remembering Maggie's wedding, I think it is an example of how personal history is important to record, keep and share.

It was overwhelming to me how kind and generous those were who chose and were able to be with us for this event. Maggie and Mike's wedding was in Mike's hometown, not ours. Our family and friends had to travel at least 450 miles to be with us in a time of gas prices out of control.

But as one friend said, "We attend funerals. We should also attend the simchas." Simcha is the yiddish word for celebration or happy event. And, incidentally, the rabbi who married our daughter is called Simcha.

In our lives we have had simchas and we have had sadness, like anyone has. Both are opportunities for learning and of course feeling many emotions.

So in order to jumpstart this blog, I'll write about the wedding.

I hope you discover it and stick around, although until I am in the swing of things I can't expect folks to be regulars. I mean how regular have I been in the last few months? Not.

P.S. Did I mention Mazel Tov?