Please take a look at a delightful new children’s book published by my adopted sister, Rabbi Galina Trefil. In short, this book teaches kids that it’s ok to be different and that in fact, being different is beautiful! I will be reviewing it later this month!
Link to Cape for Kali
Just a quicky Hi to you guys! I am so honored that so many of you are still sticking with me even though I’ve been on a bit of a radio silence for a while.I want you to know that I am doing better and although I miss my mom every moment, I am learning to move forward. I am starting to read again at my usual pace and have actually a book in mind that was given to me during my mourning that I would love to comment on here. Alice Hoffman does wonderful nonfiction, you guys!
Anyway, I will be back soon, hopefully after this weekend’s birthday celebration. That would be my own, and I think I might be ready to celebrate myself even though I feel rather wistful at the same time.
One month ago, my mommy had gotten diagnosed with diffused large b cell lymphoma. Two weeks ago, she began her first chemo cycle. Thirty eight hours ago my beloved mommy passed away. She handled chemo like a trouper, didn’t complain or ask for anything. For several days after chemo ended, she felt fine. Then the fatigue set in and things unraveled from there. On Tuesday she ended up in the ER and eventually ICU as everything got worse. On Friday, early in the morning despite putting up an insanely hard fight given how sick she became, my mother went back to her first family: her mother, father and older sister.
You may ask me how I can write right now. With a great amount of difficulty but full clarity of mind. I am the younger of two, and the daughter and I don’t think I grasped even the millimeter of how much I love my mother until now, how close I was with her. This blog is important to me and I feel like I’ve bonded with you all to the point where I can share my real life with you. My mom is (and I think I am going to be saying is for a long time) a very private, old fashioned person, I don’t think she understood what a blog really was and I seem to recall her pretty much rolling her eyes at me when I told her about it. But she cared about what made me happy and having this outlet makes me happy. She had the same attitude towards Facebook.
She instilled the love of reading and books in me which led me to this blog in the first place. As many kids, I didn’t share myself fully with mom and though I know she was often hurt by it, she understood. She raised me to be loyal and independent, stubborn and private like she was. I wasn’t always the easiest daughter but I know she always knew how much I loved her and how much she meant to me. On her last day, I started reading to her from a book she shared with me as a child, a book we both read as kids. And I know she was happy to hear me read to her, maybe she thought it was cheesy but I know she heard me and it comforts me that we could share this even when she was asleep.
I love you мама.
Mazal Tov to a New Jewish Book Award – Tablet Magazine
I read the book gifted to me by my father-in-law during the few free moments when Raphael was occupied, sleeping or someone else was helping out. I’ve always been a fan of multi time period narration so this book appealed to me from the beginning. Sadly I don’t have the time to review it for the blog (gotta wait for the baby to get older) but I would highly recommend it to anyone interested in Jewish communities in 17th century and the religious schisms/messianic movements taking place at the same time.
Jewcy.com | ‘Tzadeikis’: An Intimate and Fantastical Look at the Hasidic World
A Tale of Two Writers: Chava Rosenfarb and Zenia Larsson – Tablet Magazine
It’s been a rather quiet last few months for me on this blog, no? There were some things happening in my life that I didn’t want to publicize online both because I was asked not to and because I didn’t think it needed to be out there yet. I promise you I’ve been reading. Probably not as much on the blog topics but definitely enough to prepare my mind for what was happening. While my own life was changing, the outside world’s view of the Jewish people has been getting harsher and now I find myself with the idea that it’s even more important to showcase the beauty and variety of Jewish books. We as a people have so much to offer in stories, learning and experiences. And we are proud to do so. And myself right along with that especially now.
So what is this thing I keep referring to that has kept me away from the blog for the last months? Well……here is my reason. At the end of November, my husband and I had our first baby: an adorable little dude, Raphael. I was pretty preoccupied with the pregnancy for most of the year and then once the baby actually came, the postpartum has proved very physically challenging for myself in many ways, never mind the actual child taking care of bit. If you want to see a photo of my little guy, message me and I’ll share. I was about to post a photo of him online but decided that was probably not the smartest idea right now.
My reading freedom has been certainly very hampered but I will be hopefully able to get into some kind of routine again before too long as having a little one definitely offers me a new chance to read to him. There are many lovely children’s books out there that we had been gifted and many lovely Jewish children’s books I can’t wait to read to my little boy. My blogging will continue to be somewhat sporadic until Raphi gets older but I am not going anywhere just yet.