Today is the anniversary of my momās passing.
It always feels like there is a hole in my heart, and the sadness is familiar.
Today is also Passover.
It has always been my familyās favorite holiday.
It is a celebration of the Jewsā escape from slavery in Egypt, and the long exodus back home to Jerusalem. It is a holiday that celebrates freedom over oppression & persecution. It is a celebration of the decolonization of our ancestral homeland after years in exile, but never without hope and faith.
We gather not only to commemorate this particular event, but every single time over 3000 years that we have been banished, persecuted, murdered, burned alive, by people who refused to acknowledge our humanity and peoplehood, who blamed us for every ill in the worldā- and, each time, with resilience and light, we survived. And moving forward, thrived.
This has happened continually, through every human advancement, the ancient hate and attempted erasure of our People. That is why every Passover Seder ends with the final words of the Hagaddah prayer book, with us reading āāNext year in Jerusalem.ā
Because for 3000 years we never stopped fighting to return home to Jerusalem. Whether we were enslaved in Egypt, or as a non citizen dimmi facing yet another pogrum.
Today is particularly painful. To see history repeating itself, the demonization, the dehumanization, the thirst for Jewish blood.
May we all pray for all the innocent civilians in this horrendous war. May this year see the Iranian people freed from their decades long struggle against oppression, torture, murder, stripping of human rights for all women and people not afraid to love who they love. Even in the face of death.
May the US soldiers be kept safe as they bravely fight alongside the IDF to finally bring peace to the entire Middle East.
Like Pharoah, may the IRGC, become just a footnote in history.
What a celebration that will be. BH.
Happy Passover from Elsie and me.
She is helping me make my motherās Charoset.
And yes, it is the best in the world.
All my love, D