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Kabbalistic Sephirat HaOmer - day 20, 3 Weeks and 6 Days
YESOD sh b’TIFERET ספירת העומר
Bonded in Harmony
Happy Bonded Army Guys
Happy Bonded Army Guys
I guess DAD, z”l, and I are 'Bonded in Harmony' as musicians and artists.
Brooklyn boy Yusel on lower left served on Army Drum and Bugle Corps and at Walter Reed Army Hospital, DC, recreating limbs, creating prosthetic arms, legs for WW 2 servicemen. He taught them crafts to make toys for family members. (I too taught crafts to adults and also taught in a hospital and also served as hospital social worker for people with amputees.) And you know that I'm a professional drummer! (I have tears realizing these connections and many more traits.)
Brooklyn boy Yusel on lower left served on Army Drum and Bugle Corps and at Walter Reed Army Hospital, DC, recreating limbs, creating prosthetic arms, legs for WW 2 servicemen. He taught them crafts to make toys for family members. (I too taught crafts to adults and also taught in a hospital and also served as hospital social worker for people with amputees.) And you know that I'm a professional drummer! (I have tears realizing these connections and many more traits.)
Dad's bugle hung on my childhood living room wall and I had no idea what it was from, and next to his Polish father’s violin, which I played. Dad died 1999 (30 years after Mom) and just had his yahrzeit after Pesach. Found his little Army siddur. Grateful he knew and loved my daughter. Interesting that when Dad was my age, he also worked with Police and safety (as I do currently). I think he would have liked the art movies I’ve made on YouTube and I also have a boating license as he had. :)
I think the refinement in Omer counting needed here (for the future) is that I had not asked my dad about his life. (None of his peers are alive any longer.) But then I think he did not like to converse much. I knew nothing about his growing up. Wish I had talked to Dad about his music, parents, siblings, ideals, army, meeting my mom, z"l. Why didn't I see his family photos?
Last night on Skype, my long distance little granddaughter spent Skype time with me showing me her collection of friends and family photos. (I have also given to her a child's camera.)
How can I change my style of conversation to include that is important to the other that they are not bringing up? I believe that I hold back with inquisitive questions thinking it is not for me to ask 'private' questions that make me feel as if 'prying'. (Yet, people easily always ask me private questions.) Lately if there is private time, I do question more and open up worlds about the other I had no idea about. There's a lot of suffering on the other side, usually concealed. Then my compassion in Tiferet comes into play and bonding in yesod is more prevalent as I've also experience. For many years people tell me that I "listen" and that is appreciated.
How can I open up to my granchildren so that they know about me? Writing all these blogs/websites of mine had its goal for just that reason-- that my little ones would know about me when I am 'gone'. It is why I have created extensive family tree sites and added to greater sites-- for the next generation to at least have facts and photos and some stories before they are forever lost. I do try. There is great resistence in having cooperation in creating the extensive family trees. Little bonding, little compassion from extended family, sometimes taking decades, but sometimes caring creative cousins do come through to help with my compulsion and persistence in Netzach, my strong midah/personality trait.
Last night on Skype, my long distance little granddaughter spent Skype time with me showing me her collection of friends and family photos. (I have also given to her a child's camera.)
How can I change my style of conversation to include that is important to the other that they are not bringing up? I believe that I hold back with inquisitive questions thinking it is not for me to ask 'private' questions that make me feel as if 'prying'. (Yet, people easily always ask me private questions.) Lately if there is private time, I do question more and open up worlds about the other I had no idea about. There's a lot of suffering on the other side, usually concealed. Then my compassion in Tiferet comes into play and bonding in yesod is more prevalent as I've also experience. For many years people tell me that I "listen" and that is appreciated.
How can I open up to my granchildren so that they know about me? Writing all these blogs/websites of mine had its goal for just that reason-- that my little ones would know about me when I am 'gone'. It is why I have created extensive family tree sites and added to greater sites-- for the next generation to at least have facts and photos and some stories before they are forever lost. I do try. There is great resistence in having cooperation in creating the extensive family trees. Little bonding, little compassion from extended family, sometimes taking decades, but sometimes caring creative cousins do come through to help with my compulsion and persistence in Netzach, my strong midah/personality trait.
Thanks to sister Faye for scanning today for day 20, 1942 WW 2 photo. I thankfully rescued photo in 1999.
- Joy Krauthammer
Joe in Official Army portrait WWII
Dad on lower left.
Aviva and her maternal Grandpa Joe Bond 1978?
© Joy Krauthammer
3 Generations Bond
Joy with younger sister, father and maternal grandmother
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