
So I have consciously been taking more heed to me. Not that in any manner is my life lived for myself, the pile of laundry on my bed can attest to that, but I have started living more internally. I don't know why it has taken me this long, to honor the desire of my being to live a quiet life.
The kids had last week off of school and we have had such a relaxing, fun, renewing and above all an internally invested week. Ian took a four day weekend and just being together with no external agenda or demands was the purest of water to our roots. We drank long and deep, realizing with each intake of appreciation just how dry we had become. We have to do this, we have to make sure that our roots are getting enough water and in turn I am finding that my many branches in this world are not going to become brittle and break as they try and support my many little peeps.
Ok enough of that rambling and onto the peeps.
We had our very first Sedar. I am so proud of us and my heart is beaming with such a new found pride. It is a pride of my ancestors and of my Safta as she gazed at me from her picture frame next to the table and as her presence was with me throughout. It was a pride that my children are learning about their heritage and that we have the privilege to join in. It went great and we even had lamb shanks which were amazingly good.



And the rest of the day melted into more smiles and enjoyment with amazing food and so many sweets to count. We had the easter olympics which included, eggs racing, egg eating contest, egg coloring, chalkboard showdown, egg bowling and finally ended with a card game of war. Cookie decorating and an amazing dinner of lamb leg, chicken, a ribs, oh and some sides. Stories and a tall glass of wine for myself and the memories, made this day, settling into the crevices of my heart, warming the core of my being.
And of course since the next day was April 1 I had to play a little joke on the kids.
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