Hi my friend,
How have you been? Are you feeling a little dizzy as we careen from one beautiful moment to a hideous one? There seems to be a serious disconnect between the onset of the holiday season and the season of such discontent. I don’t know about you, but my head is killing me.
Tapping into moments of gratitude is pretty easy for me; I keep feeling a ‘but’ coming on. But there have been so many mass shootings in the US that they average two a day! Two a day…Are we really bearing witness or just silently shaking our heads? But there are two wars being waged and innocent people are dying, dying, dying. How the hell are we to gather and be thankful without acknowledging that this is an incendiary time – sort of feels like the world is just itching for a fight. Climate change, gentrification, prejudice in epic proportion, etc…we are dancing in a marathon with no steps and lousy music.
I feel a bit exposed in a way I haven’t felt before. I am Jewish, it’s in my DNA. My sister and I are part of the cohort of second generation Holocaust survivors. There are vibrations that course through the blood – guilt and gratitude, fear and faith, self-consciousness and self-righteousness. These days there’s a chronic pain that can’t be assuaged and a disbelief that’s impossible to reconcile. How have we not absorbed the reality that we can hurt each other or help each other – a binary choice, with only one positive outcome. And still people choose wrongly. I have no answer; we are destroying each other – which seems inconceivable considering that we’re all walking each other home (thank you Rumi).
And yet – Paul and Vic fly in from Toronto on Thursday, so we can be together for Thanksgiving a couple of days late. Camp K will have a full house and thankfully, we all do well together. I am going to immerse myself in cooking and preparing and will find grace in delighting in the small moments…I will find moments. And, my dear friend, I am grateful for you, and wish you more magical moments than you can count…
Waiting for the Karma Truck 
Keep on swimming, as Dory would say. We keep on swimming. Xx
As you know, Dory has been a favorite here at Camp K…tho’ she’s been replaced with lyriics from Taylor Swift songs…love you…
Hi Mimi – This is so beautifully expressed, as always. You have captured the dichotomy between gratitude and horror in these strange times. I can picture you joyfully cooking and getting ready for all the togetherness at Camp K! I hope your time together is wonderful. xo
Thanks, Lisa…it feels so impossible to reconcile; perhaps it’s impossible. I know you and Jeff will have a lovely long weekend with your girls and their spouses…sending a lot of hugs your way…
Yes, as to “season of discontent” and magical moments. Beautiful post Mimi. Thank you.
Beautiful post, Mimi. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. With the world in chaos, it is even more important to celebrate the little things, appreciate the moments as they come (while seeking more out).
Thank you so much, Dale – and Happy Turkey Day to you and your family…The risk of missing those moments provides enough impetus to make sure we notice them!
My pleasure! And thank you (my Turkey Day was last October). Adn yes, an effort must be made to notice them!
you have such a beautiful way with words and even with all of the chaos in the world, you can enjoy sharing time together as a family
Thank you Beth – and perhaps the need is even greater to cherish those times…Happy Thanksgiving!
Life is complicated and is getting more complexed as time goes by well it seems that way at times. All we can do is the best we are able to do.
Sharing that first cup of coffee in the morning…a ritual I cherish, dear friend. And yes, we are suffering from emotional whiplash these days, dragged from pillar to post in 12-hour cycles, desperate to maintain some sense of equilibrium and cling to those blessings that grace our lives.
I hold you close every minute of every day, angel, and delight in the fact that you will be wrapped in the love of family this weekend. Thank you for this gracious reminder that amidst all the madness, we can still choose how to react and what to focus on, and sometimes that’s everything. ❤️
You are held in love, honey – always…these times seem to cascade upon each other, gathering momentum rather than slowing down. It leaves one way too exposed – or at least it feels that way. Thank you for your friendship, the morning coffee and all those morning missives hold…❤️
Beautifully written!
Happy Turkey Day to you and your family💕
Thank you my friend, thank you! I hope you’re on terra firma and celebrating the holiday with your family. Sending hugs
Beautiful Post and thank you for sharing Little Things .Happy Thanksgiving ❤️
Happy Thanksgiving to you too!
Hug your family, a bit harder this year. 💙
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I will..hugs to you too, Joanie