I got my Hadassah magazine today. There was a an interesting article. What I wish I had told my daughter”and “what I wish my Mother had told me”. I love
it. What I didn’t press my Mother to tell me was what really happen to her and the family in Russia. Why did she immigrate to America , even though her brother was here and not to Israel. She never told a straight story. According to her, she was an “Elitist”.I’m not sure what that was, but she was very proud of it. I use to have some old pictures of her sitting around a table with
young men , I assume discussing deep subjects of the time. And what would I tell my kids. ? I sat quietly for few minutes trying to think of something profound.
I don’t think that I have anything that deep
to tell them. They are all independent, marching to their own desires. They are good people. They take care of their elders( me). Sometimes, I guess, you don’t have to put into words what you want
to tell your children. They got the message at my knee.