Happy B Day Mihael & Leigh/Hang in There Herbie: Y3 #4 (9-7-17)

Afternoon T,

It’s a crazy day you’re missing: Mihael is celebrating his 13th birthday camping and climbing Masada early in the morning.  Leigh is celebrating her birthday in NYC and  I’m remembering the celebration of their births.

Just before school one year, just as I was ready to race out of my Piermont apartment on the very first day, a call from Rick stopped me.

“I know you’re in a rush to get to school  school but you will want to know that you have a new niece, Leigh,  to keep you smiling all day.”  Yes, Rick was right.  That first day and every Sept 7 since I grin when I remember that first call… and yes,  I’m still smiling.

And then when Adi and Ami had almost given up on their dream to have kids… along came Mihael on Sept. 7, 13 years ago and we were there at the hospital in Tel Aviv… I stood right across from the birthing room standing guard with Adi’s brother Rami and my camera in hand just as we heard the first scream of life. “Tuvia!!!! Quick! He’s here!  as you paced up and down the long corridor.   Ami, opened the door and brought Mihael out to meet us.  I will never forget the look on his face.  I will never forget the look on your face.

So there is celebrating in Israel and in New York and

But  as we live in a dynamic world, in the midst of celebration we are forced todeal with hurricanes… a second one is now tormenting populations in the south…in the Bahamas, Puerto Rico… Florida and the Carolinas by Saturday and just with a slight breath… a third is coming, Jose.

And there is Herbie,  my 96 year-old dad, coming in to a new, difficult chapter of life. Declining, losing his dignity.  I know he wishes you were here to guide him through the changes around him as we open his home to  the support from kind strangers  hospice organization and caregivers.   It’s exhausting trying to support him, mindful that he is miserable as he loses control of his life, his dignity and independence.  As I’ve learned from you, there is nothing “beautiful” about dying if it’s not short and sweet.  I wish he had the same good fortune offered you.

Wish you were here with me,

Bonnie S.

One thought

  1. Births bring joy year after year! How fun to have two birthdays on the same day! So sorry your father is declining. A slow decline is painful for all. You are in my thoughts at this time.

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