so went the refrain in my family when one of us was going above and beyond our physical capacity. which really was about letting go, choosing, and making a firm decision as to which "wedding" to attend.
the astounding point here is that, after past-horrors like the pogroms, of my grandma's childhood, and the constant horrors of no choice, no food, no clothes, no education, shelter, peace, freedom..., to having a choice, 2 weddings no less, with food, drink, joy, song and dance - how very fortunate i am to be able to quote such a refrain, and say: sacred chow, and how!
here in my little america of hope, i ask: and how g-d? "and how, and how? start with a truly sacred chow." and how!
* derrière.
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