Bat Mitzvah Moment

When you think of moments in your life the tendency is to think of the big ones. When you are single you think of birthdays, vacations, maybe sporting events or concerts. When you get married you think of your wedding, anniversaries, or buying your house. When you have children your memories immediately shift to them. When they were born, the first time they walked or said Daddy. I am fascinated when moments in life take place in the same venue separated only by time.

13 years ago we had my daughter’s baby naming on the bimah in our synagogue.  I was incredibly moved when our Rabbi asked God to bless our daughter. My wife and I had our hopes and dreams of our newborn on that day and God had blessed us. 

Our daughter is beautiful person inside and out. She has her Mother’s heart and unfortunately her Daddy’s thumbs. She is kind to strangers and always cares for those less fortunate than her. Every time we pass a homeless person, regardless of which city we are in, she always reaches out and gives money; but more importantly kind words and hope. She is a loving daughter and a great big sister. I am always touched when in times we are in new surroundings she holds her sister’s hand to guide and protect her. 

Today,13 years later, we stand here on the same bimah for her bat mitzvah and I am bursting with pride. I love her with all of my heart and her Mother and I are blessed to have her as our daughter and the fine young woman she has become today.