The Movement for Reform Judaism

I received semikhah . Linda and I moved to our first congregation in Weybridge. Pesach became about building a tradition, creating meaning, enabling people to relate. Yet the core for me was our family seder. We took it over and parents, brothers and sisters journeyed to Surrey to join us. It grew – children, nieces and nephews, special friends. Col dikhfin yei’tei v’yeikhul , let all who are hungry for the meaning of freedom come and eat.

Seven years ago my mother in law died. The shisl of chicken soup and kneidlach for twenty-six which she shlepped from Ilford ceased. Then, twenty months ago, Linda died. Passover became about the challenge of holding it all together, and about loss, pain and the meaning of slavery. But last year and this I watch my three children subtly assuming responsibility without discarding me. Maror , bitter herbs. Karpas , the green shoots wrung from salt tears.

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