Most people know the story of Hanukah.
According to the Interweb:
“The eight-day Jewish celebration known as Hanukah
commemorates the rededication during the second century B.C. of the Second
Temple in Jerusalem, where according to legend Jews had risen up against their
Greek-Syrian oppressors in the Maccabean Revolt. Judah Maccabee and the other Jews who took
part in the rededication of the Second Temple witnessed what they believed to
be a miracle. Even though there was only enough untainted olive oil to keep the
menorah’s candles burning for a single day, the flames continued flickering for
eight nights, leaving them time to find a fresh supply. This wondrous event inspired the Jewish sages
to proclaim a yearly eight-day festival.”
Everyone on the same page now? Good.
But that’s not actually the miracle I’m talking about.
Today we hosted a Hanukah party. Mostly extended family (and some friends)
joined us at our home to eat, drink and catch up. We don’t see many members of this group very
frequently. In fact, some we only see
when we host this party each year. The
beauty and wonder of this event is how easy and enjoyable it is to spend time
with these people. They define what “family”
means in its truest sense. There is a
love and bond and affection between us that transcends time. Even though we don’t get together that
frequently, we all basically pick up right where we left off the last
time. I appreciate them and even if it
only happens infrequently, I look forward to our time spent together.
Happy Hanukah to all, and to all a good night!
-- Frosty
What a wonderful tradition you have, gathering all these people every year.
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