In our home, we celebrate both Jewish and Catholic holidays, as I was raised Jewish and Carl, Catholic. Lily will be raised with a deep-seeded faith in God, an open mind and an open heart. And although we probably (definitely) don't attend church or the synagogue as much as we should, we do pray often on our own and we do thank God for the blessings that we have.
With that said, this Rosh Hashanah is especially meaningful for me. Last year around this time, I was having a pretty rough go at things in general. We had just moved to San Antonio for Carl to begin law school, but I had no job and was desperately seeking direction. I remember sitting in services, praying for favor, and hoping for a sign.
A week later, we learned I was pregnant with Lily.
This morning, I stood in the Temple pews, proudly holding our newborn daughter in my arms, thanking God for all our blessings and reflecting on how far Carl and I have come. We have Lily. We both have jobs, school, a home and each other, and that's more than I could ever hope for.
I spoke to my dad this morning, and he told us how proud he is of us. He recognized that it hasn't been an easy ride, but because of our belief in ourselves and in our love, we've made something really special together, and I do believe that it's just the beginning.
So, whether you celebrate this holiday or not, I wish all of you a very sweet year, filled with love, light, happiness and health.
last night we had a little rosh hashanah dinner at home. latkas (potato pancakes), porkchops (oy. i know--not kosher), pasta, challah (traditional jewish bread), wine, and apples with honey (to symbolize a sweet new year).
little miss lily in her holiday best.