Right now, my oldest daughter, the one who is making aliyah in 3 days, is in her bedroom, taking down the massive photo collection that has graced her walls for the last few years. In a sense, this collection defines her and her rapidly growing social circle (at least as much as her Facebook profile.)I can't bear to watch her, so I'm in the dining room trying to sort out what I'm feeling.
I'm leaving America the day before she does so that I can be in Israel to meet her flight. Just as I was there to hold her in her first moments of life, I will be there to hug her when she steps off that flight and steps into her first moments of life as a citizen of the Land of Israel.
Usually, this close to a trip to Israel, I am giddy and high-spirited. This time, I'm thinking of the day, coming very, very soon, when I am going to have to say goodbye to my first-born child and to the Land at the same time.
Can you say Kleenex Jumbo Pack?
2 comments:
This is a very big moment in your lives and it's all for the good. Don't say goodbye... just see you soon! May she have an easy and joyful aliyah!
I'll be there after the tissue box is empty to give the remaining mere shadow of you a hug.
I know. It will only make it worse.
What are friends for?
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