Wednesday, September 3, 2008

One year. No, really.

It's hard to believe that one year ago today I was sitting on a plane, leaving everything that was familiar and comfortable to me, as well as so many loved ones, behind. I was emotionally drained. The previous six months had been hell, what with a sick child, helping her to recover and deciding whether to make Aliyah in light of all that. I sat on the plane in a state of shock and I don't think the shock wore off until after Pesach.

I had planned to write a long post commemorating this anniversary, but I find that I don't have much to say. It's been a year of huge personal growth for me and I think for my family as well. My kids are my heroes. They had no choice but to come along for this ride. It has been difficult for them, but they have faced challenges with humor, grace, and yes, a couple of temper tantrums.

I started this blog as I was beginning to pack up our house in Cedarhurst . I feel the blog is intertwined with the story of my Aliyah, as it has re-ignited my love of writing, which I abandoned many years ago. I am here, in the middle of my life, living out two dreams: living in the land that I love and feel I belong in, and writing on a regular basis.

Who knows where the road ahead will take us? I have no idea. But for today, we are happy, living here in G-d's country, and grateful for all his blessings.

12 comments:

RaggedyMom said...

Mazal tov on the year, Baila! Ali Vehatzlichi!

SuperRaizy said...

It's nice that you're proud of your kids, but you should be proud of yourself also. What you did wasn't easy.
I'll be in the 5 Towns this Shabbos. I'll think of you!

Fern Chasida said...

Mazal tov! May you have many more years in Israel, blogging away happily.

rutimizrachi said...

For very selfish reasons, I am glad you are here. Friends who wear a very similar shoe size are hard to come by. As in, "you can't understand someone, until you've walked a mile in her shoes." In about another month, we'll share that one-year anniversary, over tea and sympathy. Teenagers and aliyah. Now THERE'S food for a panel discussion!

Welcome Home, Beautiful. It took us a very long time to get here.

Anonymous said...

happy aliyanniversary!
You did it!, Kol hacavod, seems like yesterday we were sitting on the floor in your house drinking all your leftover liquor (couldn't take it with you)reminiscing, crying, and laughing. Keep on writing and sending pictures.
sz

ilanadavita said...

I am glad you are enjoying what can't have been an easy move.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for letting us all share your journey. I would like to think that this isn't the closest I will come to aliyah, but it just might be.

May you continue to grow and have much joy. I'm so proud of you. I tell everyone about my friend Baila who made aliyah!
CK

Mrs. S. said...

Mazal tov! May the challenges get easier, but may you never lose your appreciation of our beautiful Land.

Shabbat Shalom.

Anonymous said...

Baila, my mother has always told us that apples don't fall far from their trees. Your daughters are a credit to you and issac.

congrats on your anniversary!!!

muse said...

It's 38 years here for us!

Jack said...

Mazal Tov!

aoc gold said...

The Tide Rises, the tide Falls

The tide rises, the tide falls,

The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;

Along the sea-sands damp and brown

The traveller hastens toward the town,

And the tide rises, the tide falls.

 

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,

But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;

the little waves, with their soft, white hands,

Efface the footprints in the sands,

And the tide rises, the tide falls.

 

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls

Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;

The day returns, but nevermore

Returns the traveller to the shore,

And the tide rises, the tide falls.

-------by runescape gold