Shore Thing

Who am I to preach that this has been a year. Predetermined and preordained last year, same time different global standing. If I had to start with my "achilles heel" of faults, being a "yes girl," no problem I can do this would hail supreme. Seashells washed ashore would echo my "sure thing" attitude.

This isn't me professing mitzvah maidel status, on the contrary. When it comes to others, I accept. This is what it is, and I'm here to help, ready, willing, and able; it makes me feel good to be on the other side. But when it is close and personal, I find it harder to accept. Sure thing, is not my go-to line when it hits home. ראש השנה evokes every feeling. Fear, hope, gratitude, angst, pain, confusion, hope again. It's crazy to think that our stories were carefully crafted and intertwined with those who would play leading roles last year when we were all davening. The new friends and acquaintances we were destined to meet (shoutout to Warrior Princesses’ of Corona 2020.) - to add #wereallinthistogether excitement at just the right time. The shadchan and networkers who messaged with a ping only when you thought nothing was doing. Each of those lucky feller's dates was meant to be, part of your meant to be.

Each stone is part of the process that ultimately becomes our path.

I once redt a friend's older sister, a relative of mine. He said no, and it was uncomfortable to relay, especially since this girl is everything. A short while later, she got engaged, and she made a point to tell me "thank you" apparently, my redt was the last "no" that she received, and a person is ordained to meet/get a certain amount of rejections before it's the right one. Each stone is part of the process that ultimately becomes our path. It's not easy to accept everything that comes our way, but so much is still within our ability to make the most out of. Someone can be in the hospital with a relative and utilize that time to read books that have been falling to the wayside, use quarantine to work on ones form, and pick up on a new skillset. The mantra du jour is if life hands you lemons, add a sprig of mint and make some icey Limonana.

A Gut Gibentched Yur and a Mazaldigge 👠,

Rifky@Rosé