Musings
Surely, having returned the pouch to its owner, you will never see this pouch again
Words Unspoken
Not because she didn’t want to, but because she was advised by a specific askan not to tell her family
Family Tempo
We didn’t have Haggados for each person, and certainly there were none for children. My grandfather had one, and perhaps the other men as well
LifeTakes
“Just go shopping,” my husband said. He’s a good man, and he usually gets it. That day, he did not
Windows
I wrote a list, then heralded the squealing children around the house as my husband joyously found one crumb after another
Musings
If there’s any time of the year you need to stay in a mentally sane cocoon, this is it!
