September 28, 2011
Rush, rush, rush. Husband has a new job. I have a new job. Our toddler goes to day-care three instead of two days a week. To top it all off, the High Holy Days are upon us.
I’m trying, really, really trying to get into a High Holy Day state of mind.
Rosh Hashanah was not an automatic day off at either mine or my husband’s workplaces. He began his new job less than two weeks ago. I started mine, a part-time teaching gig, three weeks ago. To ask or not to ask? We asked and received the day off. A colleague offered to teach my class. My husband used one of his personal days. Problem solved. But how to then bring the spirit of the High Holy Days into our still frenetic lives? Maybe the answer is to just let it happen.