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{April 6, 2012}   Passover Memories – my family

Happy Holiday weekend to everyone, no matter what holiday you celebate, or don’t for that matter, as long as you have the weekend off work! As I am Jewish, and traditional, I have been going to a seder for as long as can I remember. The week before is quiet hectic as the cleanup begins, which is basically a good excuse to ‘clean any bread crumbs from around the house’ or a good spring cleaning! Every closet, every corner gets a detox and revamp. You get those moment’s of ‘ahh thats where it was’! Then there is the most complicated and that is the kitchen which is the most important because not only does one have to clean exceptionally well like the rest of the house but it has to be ‘koshered for Passover’…. which involves leaving an oven on for 4 hours, a microwave with boiling water in it for 3 minutes etc etc I won’t go on! It is more the after feeling of freshness that is so wonderful and achieving and beyond special. What is missing? My family!

They are miles and miles away… my mom (originally french)  lives in South Africa with my brothers, I have another brother who lives in Poland with his family and my father is in London. While we talk all the time via Skype, nothing is as special as the memories I have of the passover seder (first and second meal) craziness, yes craziness we have had over the past 33 years of my life with my family.

I have so many memories, none without all my brothers and I bursting into fits of laughter at every single seder, without fail. We had one aim as soon as we sat down to the seder, at that was to get to the meal time as quickly as possible however, my father would do everything he could to slow the process and make it last as long as possible. The one savior, wine!! While there were the four cups of wine that we were sopposed to drink, we must have gone through many many more to survive the seder! There were also the other fun parts like having the bitter herbs and charoseth but it was all the reading and sub-reading and explainations and then the fits of laughter that of course we would continuously get into trouble for, but we could not help it.

Years later we have had family reunions in South Africa, more Seder traditions and not too much has changed other than grand kids for my mother.

While the actual Seder is a whole lot shorter and we seem to get to the meal a little faster, maybe we are getting a little older? The laughter has not stopped, and for that I am so grateful. I no longer sing Ma’nishtana as I was the youngest of the siblings…and there are a lot of neices, nephews and my beautiful daughter.

I hope next year if not in Jerusalem, I’ll at least be with my family!!

Happy Holidays everyone!!

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