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Day 1 – ULB (Lighthouse and Matzah)

Photoshoot with Isaac this morning at the local coffee house. We used to do this in college at the photo booths…. remember that? πŸ™‚ They remodeled since we’ve been here – threw Isaac for a loop! I liked the happy … Continue reading

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Today

Entering the mall today I was quietly disgusted at the pagan holiday coming up and their traditions for it. I remember getting my picture taken with the bunny when I was about 5 years old. I was terrified. There is an old photo of me crying as I sat with the bunny. I hate the bunny! Continue reading

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Lovely Monday (Day 2)

I never thought of doing this before, but it’s pretty cool! So, if you need help remembering who you are in relationship to Papa or if you need help remembering that Passover is coming up or if you need a reminder for a new thought that you want to take captive — set some alarms with a phrase that will spark you into action! πŸ™‚ Continue reading

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A Birthday Dinner Exactly 1 Month Later :-)

Just one more thing about today….Hadassah and I bought cheese from Austraila. Made me think of Ali! πŸ™‚ Continue reading

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Shabbat Bliss

Our Shabbat afternoon was full of Hawaiian treats from Hadassah’s Tiki Hut, watching home movies and photos from this past year. We do this so that we could remember the life we lived, be grateful for it and see where Yahovah showed up in the beauty and pain. Continue reading

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Hyssop and Playing Catch

Hyssop is in the Passover story. I think one of my MOD’s, Sherry wrote an article about the role hyssop plays in the Spring Feasts. Pretty cool! And I was told that hyssop is the same thing as za’atar, an herb that we fell in love with while we were in Israel. It grows like a weed over there. I bought lots and took some of the actual plant home with me on the plane. It’s lovely fragrance was in the house for awhile. Can’t find the same kind of fresh and green za’atar here. We’ve got to go back to Israel and get more from Dina and the Olive Press we went to. That is the best! Continue reading

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A Servant’s Heart, Besties and 2 Bogo’s Later

I don’t even really know what a Bogo is. The first time I heard the word I thought it was a kind of animal or perhaps a fruity drink. The only time I’ve really heard the word used in a context was when my friend Karen B. –– my DoTerra Lady –– texts me about a “Bogo” deal. I have no idea why it exists, who started it, when it started or what “Bogo” means. I don’t know what “B-O-G-O” stands for. Mostly, I just don’t care. I don’t even know if I am to write “Bogo’s” or “Bogos.” Continue reading

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Sukkot in Israel: Day 3, Caeserea National Park, the Aqueduct and Mager

Our internal clock was completely off today. We all seemed to wake up around 2 o’clock in the morning. All at the same time. Shuki’s garden lights were on so… Continue reading

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