What Can I Do?

Now that Maya and James are back from Ann Arbor, I don't know what to do to make sure Micheal is going to be raised in a proper Jewish home. I called Maya and told her that James should convert and in the background I heard him exclaim that he was thinking about going to church! Can you believe that? And Maya laughed! They don't take anything seriously... She said the circumcision has healed and looks very nice and thanks for paying for the "procedure" but I didn't have to go through all the trouble. "All that stress for nothing," she said. At least they're not mad at me, I guess, but can you believe? My own daughter calling The Holy Covenant a "procedure"on the telephone! What happened to respect? People have no more respect anymore. These kids... At that point I had to hang up. I told Maya it was good to talk to her and I was glad she got home from Ann Arbor safe. We're going to go out for lunch next week, What if next week James brings Micheal to church?! Oy vay, God forbid it...

Hear me God!

Please! One of your children is faltering and losing the warmth of your light and I am ashamed to say that it is my own daughter. I have been praying for her all day and, even more so, praying for my einnikel! I did everything right, I brought my daughter to synagogue for the high holidays, I enrolled her in Hebrew school, Sunday school, she had her Bat Mitzvah! And she goes off to college and marries this Christian fellow who is now attacking the Jewish people and forcing a Jewish baby to be BAPTIZED!!! Please God! Guide my daughter Maya, there is only so much I can do...

Sorry for the Delay

Last week was a busy week for me, friends. Maya and James ended up staying in Ann Arbor the whole week and I had the pleasure of taking care of baby Micheal! He's a cute one but, OY! is he a hand full. It took me a good half hour to remember how to change a baby's diaper and let me tell you, baby poop is not easy to work with...

Micheal has healed up quite nicely from the...snip-snip. He slept the whole day after we left The Mohel, which of course led to him waking up every 3 hours with poop in his diaper or needing to be fed for the rest of the week. I haven't been this exhausted since Maya was a baby! But now, looking back on the week, it's all been worth it. I have never felt more fulfilled in my life than I have now, as a Jewish Bubbie to this wonderful baby. I have started singing the stories of Moses to him as he falls asleep and, OY! I cannot wait for him to get those first few teeth in so he can try some of his grandma's matzo balls!

I am a little worried about what Maya will say about Micheal's surprise trip to The Mohel, though... But WHATEVER! IT WAS FOR MICHEAL'S OWN GOOD! AND MAYA'S TOO!

Tradition, Tradition, Tradition!

Hello World!

For Jews, there is nothing more important than tradition. I admit, I have never been the most observant Jew. Growing up, my family was one of the first member's of our town's first Reformed Synagogue, but the Jewish community around us was strong and thriving. Now, as I embark on the final stages of my life I vow to be the anchor of the Jewish faith for my family!

Being there, experiencing The Holy Covenant for the first time (my daughter Maya being my only child) awoke something inside of me. Micheal, I am now your Bubbie, first and foremost, before anything else in life. A child needs its grandmother! And since my daughter refuses to raise you properly, it will be up to me to give you the beautiful life of a Jew that you deserve. L'Chaim!

Today is Your Day!

Oh Micheal, I am so happy for you! And I am so giddy as I type this! My plan has come to fruition. In my conversations with The Mohel, he told me to be patient. He told me that God will let me know when the time is right for you to receive The Holy Covenant and your time is here! You see, Micheal, your parents called me the other day and told me that they must go out of town for a few days to look for apartments in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Your dad got a job offer there, so they want to see how they like the town and if they can find acceptable preschools for you. Little do they know that they left a little window open that I will surely climb into.

The Mohel was right! God is giving me the opportunity, right now! With your parents out of town, and with me as your babysitter, I leave to see The Mohel right now. Oh Micheal... Mazel Tov!

Action Must Be Taken

Well, I've been meeting with The Mohel everyday this week and the plan is set. So what if it's not on his eighth day? My grandson will not have this ancient right stolen from him by a couple of kids who don't know any better! I'm sorry Maya and James. I love you both, I really do, but oy vay you just don't know the importance of this tradition!

This plan must remain top secret. I'll let you all in on the details as soon everything is taken care of and we don't run the risk espionage.

On a lighter note, it's been 53 long years of life that I've been eating the Gallowitz matzo ball soup and my older sister Michelle finally gave me the recipe! You see, this matzo ball soup (we call it Jewish Penicillin) is not only the best cure for the common cold and flu, but oh my god it is the most delicious treat, ever! The Gallowitz women inherit the recipe as soon as they become grandmothers...

I can remember my own grandmother cooking the soup for me when I was only 5 years old and I had the chicken pox. For a week straight I was miserable and the only thing I could look forward to, the only thing keeping me alive was this delicious, oh so delicious nectar of Abraham. It will only be a matter of time until Micheal can gum solid food and at that time he'll taste his first matzo ball, and HE WILL KNOW HE IS A JEW!

A Day to Mourn

Well, today was supposed to be the day. And my baby grandson, poor thing, is being robbed of his history! But there will be a day when this is made right. Believe you me, Maya! You are cheating your son!

I'm off to talk to The Moel and figure out what can be done.