Letters to Tuvia #205 Hoboken Morning (4-16-16)

Morning T,

I am here, just where you would want me to be, in Hoboken with the family.  Ami is up making  coffee and warm drinks for everyone downstairs, still lounging, breaking through their Jet Lag.  I’m sipping  my first cup, instant of course. When  you’re with true Israelis, instant all around. I’ve learned over 20 years to be flexible when it comes to coffee.

I hear voices, Mihael, Mia, with their parents, chatting into the morning. Soon they will be up here sharing their morning energy.  I have no need of MSNPC political updates when I’m surrounded by their continuous life sounds.

Breaking News: For the first time since you’ve been gone, I saw you in my dreams.  I was in a hospital and you were there, by my side, taking charge.  I don’t think it was anything serious, but I did need you to make sure my vitals were checked. No one would say no to you, of course.

Funny, it’s almost Passover and I’m feeling teary.  This holiday always sneaks up on me in strange, emotional ways. Maybe this year,  because the table here will be without you, and in Ellenville only my dad will be representing your group. So hard for him to be the last one standing.

Good thing we get to celebrate Eliana’s second birthday today, because by Sunday I’ll be back here to join the clan as we head into the City for  Rosie’s memorial service.  I was on the fence about attending, given my own history with her, watching you with her… but I’m thinking more about the family here and now.  I’ll be showing up.

Miss you Tuv R., today and every day!

Bonnie S.


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