Time keeps rushing by lately, with barely a moment to breathe. These last couple of weeks have been nuts to say the least. I’m hoping that after tomorrow things will quiet down and get back to the usual chaos. Make plans for a quiet weekend of running errands on Saturday and little else next weekend.
But the last week or so has been a whirlwind of activity. On Thursday I met up with a very dear old friend who with her family is making Aliyah, moving to Israel, this coming Monday, well tomorrow. They came in from Chicago a few days early to spend some time in NY. We were going to run an errand of importance but had to change plans since we weren’t going to make it in time. So instead we drove around Brooklyn, to a number of places down her Memory Lane, and in some cases mine too. It’s so, so hard, though, for me to think about Brooklyn or that time in my life without thinking about the one who was my best friend and how much I still her and her family, every day.
Moving on though. It was a little weird how parts of it were so EXACTLY the same as it was, and how parts of it are nothing at all like the memories. But sitting in front of The Y was downright spooky, though. That was weird. I left Brooklyn wanting Roll n’ Roaster. Tomorrow I see them off on their flight with Nefesh b’Nefesh, and then hopefully stay up- or maybe just wake up- to see the ceremony when they land.
Yesterday I got to spend the afternoon with my girls (yay Vimmen!), and some of their little girls. Good Goddess where does that time go? I’ve known some of them more than ten years, almost fourteen years really when we stopped to think about it. That was kind of wild. So we got together for an afternoon, something we don’t do frequently enough any more. Back in the day, nothing could keep us from our weekly date with each other. Even when we worked together. And now my princess has a mini-princess, and I get to be Auntie again! And that still makes me melancholic as I miss my boys- my little man would have turned 11 last month.