Mom sent us a card for Rosh Hashanah that I really liked. It was constructed along
the lines of the old song that begins, "M is for the Million things she gave me, O
means only that she's growing Old", and goes on to spell M-O-T-H-E-R. Only this
one had much better wishes for a new year, put together to spell out L'Shanah
Tovah, the tradition wish for a good year. (That's the literal translation: "To a
good year".) The reason I liked it so much was that if all her wishes came true, I
would have an absolutely kick-ass year.
Like this:
L'ove
Strength
Happiness
Abundance
New dreams
Amusement
Health
Togetherness
Opportunities
Victories
Adventure
Humor
Sounds like a good recipe to me. Go, Mom.
Posted by dichroic at September 19, 2001 04:59 PM