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Saturday, April 25, 2009

The gift of being expected...

Recently we celebrated the Passover Seder. (If I've worded that incorrectly I apologize). This was something entirely new to us. Being raised in a Catholic/Lutheran family we never really ventured outside the walls. We were invited to Seder by my son's future in-laws.

After driving approx. 1 1/2 hours we arrived at their small, quaint, cottage-style home to find at least twenty-five people and a very large, long dining room table. The table itself took up two rooms and was probably more than one table but that matters not to this story. It was set beautifully. Absolutely gorgeous place settings, with silver table wear .... The table was dressed with a vintage array of tablecloths. It was stunning. Each place setting was adorned with several drinking goblets of varying sizes and on each plate a copy of "The Family Haggadah." A follow-along type of book so that all of us new-comers could understand the telling of the Passover story.

We were warmly greeted by our hosts whom we had met once before. Our son and his fiance were already present and our daughter and son-in-law arrived momentarily. There was much laughter and kidding around as our coats were passed to the person closest to the coat rest and we were all introduced to each other. We took our seats without the slightest idea of what the evening would bring.

We followed along with the readings absolutely fascinated as the food was passed, the children singing and laughing and seeking. Is there anything better than the sound of laughter from the little ones? And the food, oh my gosh, the food. Each of the ceremonial foods were explained to us as was every step of the way. When this part was ended we assumed the evening over but could not have been more wrong, for next was the feast. I can't remember seeing/eating so much food. It reminded me of the Thanksgiving table with turkey and gravy and all the fixin's. It was elaborate and yet simply peaceful. It felt like home.

Not once, not for one single moment of the evening, from beginning to end, did we feel out of place. Not once did we feel like we didn't belong, like the outsiders looking in. Not once did we feel like strangers. It was as though I had found the extended family that I have longed for, forever. The 'be there' people. The ones you call 'home.' The ones who feel blessed to have you in their lives and expect you to walk through the door.


  1. It sounds like you had a great time. I've never been to a Seder, and, in fact, I don't think I've ever known a Jewish person (except my Savior, of course). I may have known some in high school, but that has been so long ago, I don't remember.

    Enjoy your new family!

  2. That's wonderful Jojo. I am glad that you felt so at home and welcomed. That is always a nice feeling. I have never even heard of a Seder but I bet it was interesting. Thanks for sharing your story.


    God Bless~
    Debbie Jean

  3. I've never participated in one either, but how wonderful that you got to do that. And more wonderful - your new found extended family. I'll admit to being a bit jealous :)

  4. Hi Joanne!

    I love this post. Precious stuff. I teared up at your heartfelt connection. This kind of relationship is what we all long for--and will now be yours....by marriage!
    Just lovely....

    love, kelee

  5. Jojo,

    How wonderful that you could partake in this tradition with these lovely people. I'm sure everyone had a great time and it's great that they welcomed you into their circle to celebrate.

    Hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend.

  6. Sounds like a fabulous evening!

  7. That sounds like the most beautiful evening and you described it so well!

  8. What a beautiful experience for you. Many blessings.

  9. We've participated in several Passover Seders. In fact, the first one was when our children were much younger and we did it at our church with several other homeschool families. I bought a CD of Jewish party tunes and one of the fathers taught us some traditional dance moves. We had a blast!

  10. It sounds like a wonderful time. It's wonderful when we are able to experience new to us traditions. When we are able to honor the beliefs of others and open our hearts and minds. Sounds like a lovely time.

  11. I would think that one of the best parts of the whole evening, in my mind, is the realization, truly, that your son is being welcomed into an incredibly loving and warm family. That you are also welcomed into the family is the frosting on the cake. A very dear friend of mine and his wife are being shut out of their son's life by a very jealous d.i.l. She doesn't like their closeness to their son, her new husband, and she is shutting them out.

    Count your blessings.


  12. awesome !!!!!!! sounds wonderful...

  13. What a rich experience! The best part is the fact that you found an extended family to open their arms to your son, and to you!


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