Last night was nice. It was good to be surrounded by people and celebrating Passover, plus the food was delicious. I did find myself getting teary-eyed at the beginning, but I think it was because it feels weird to be living normally when my life has changed so drastically.
I’m still not sleeping all that well. I mean, I wasn’t sleeping great before Mom died, but the strange dreams and occasional nightmares are beginning to take their toll. I just keep thinking I want things to get back to normal, but I don’t even know what that is anymore.
I had an interview with a documentary filmmaker this morning. He’s making a film about synagogues and what they mean to different people. As I was describing my Jewish journey, it occurred to me how much my relationship with the community has changed and for the better. I am grateful for that.