Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Gods falling
It's interesting when you reach the age when your gods aren't so anymore..when you start to question them all...when you see that they really are human afterall. It's good to see these people that raised you as simply human with their own mistakes, their own frailties and failings, it's good to see that it isn't just "because I said so" anymore. It's sad and it's also hard because questioning is taking away that one assuredness that you were raised with..that some could do no wrong. It's also a tough time when you realize that you really are alone now or that you've swapped roles and you become the one with the answers. I love you and I wish you could see the error of what you are doing but this is your life, this is your learning to make and take and the Creator knows what it is doing. I can only sit back and close my eyes and pray that it works out for the best for you.
Monday, June 1, 2009
My boyfriends father
I met my boyfriends father in 2006 in San Diego California. Harry is a remarkable person, not only a Nobel Prize winner but in his eighties, still working as a Professor in a University. I took to Harry right away with his gentle humour based on puns, his joy of life, his interest in learning and music and best of all his close relationship with his son, my boyfriend. I think we had a mutual admiration society there..and it continues now. Harry told me that he considers me his honorary daughter and I beamed at that. I didn't have the best relationship with my ex-in-laws and was not expecting a beautiful thing to happen with Harry...but was happily surprised that it did. Thanks Harry, thanks for giving me another father to send father's day cards to...to be embraced by another family in such acceptance and love and for giving me such a beautiful boyfriend as well! Happy "early" Father's day. love Ravy
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Thursday, April 9, 2009
Easter, Passover, Assumptions.
My boyfriend is ..by culture of his ancestors, Jewish. He does not follow the religion and was brought up in a non-practising household as well. Once as a teen he dabbled in Christianity but that didn't hold him. His religion..for all intents and purposes..is veganism.
Since his last name is very very Jewish sounding...people assume right off that he must be Jewish. Well yes...in a sense yes. If they asked me his religion..I would not say Jewish....if they asked me his heritage..I would. I've learnt over the years to not refer to him as Jewish. He is not a self-loathing Jew or anything like that...but he does not like to be painted into a religious tradition that he feels nothing for nor is practising. I don' blame him. I hesitate to even playfully say "Happy Passover" because I know I will get a "sigh". I guess he's just had it so much in his life that he gets tired of it. The pressure to be a certain religion and to be expected to know all about it by others can be quite the assumption. He never even had his bar-mitzvah so according to the Jewish faith he would still be considered..at the ripe old age of 45...to be boy..not a man. It is kind of funny to have his goy girlfriend use yiddish terms around him or tell him when certain Jewish holidays are! but again...we don't need stereotypes...we don't need to pidgeon hole people into certain labels just because of their ancestry either. I guess I was just delighted when I first found out what his heritage is because I find it a rich culture and I'm very interested in cultures...but the newness is wearing off (after seven years) and I'm getting over it ...LOL. His family culture is not mine to play with. Sigh. ;) No one likes the pressure to be something they are not. I remember dating a guy and he said to me on the first date "how about you go and get some of your witchy clothes on?"....as if I was supposed to have this vast closet of witchy costumes to wear for him to get a thrill. Okay boyfriend...yes...thinking about it..I can see how that would be very irritating. Sorry.
Since his last name is very very Jewish sounding...people assume right off that he must be Jewish. Well yes...in a sense yes. If they asked me his religion..I would not say Jewish....if they asked me his heritage..I would. I've learnt over the years to not refer to him as Jewish. He is not a self-loathing Jew or anything like that...but he does not like to be painted into a religious tradition that he feels nothing for nor is practising. I don' blame him. I hesitate to even playfully say "Happy Passover" because I know I will get a "sigh". I guess he's just had it so much in his life that he gets tired of it. The pressure to be a certain religion and to be expected to know all about it by others can be quite the assumption. He never even had his bar-mitzvah so according to the Jewish faith he would still be considered..at the ripe old age of 45...to be boy..not a man. It is kind of funny to have his goy girlfriend use yiddish terms around him or tell him when certain Jewish holidays are! but again...we don't need stereotypes...we don't need to pidgeon hole people into certain labels just because of their ancestry either. I guess I was just delighted when I first found out what his heritage is because I find it a rich culture and I'm very interested in cultures...but the newness is wearing off (after seven years) and I'm getting over it ...LOL. His family culture is not mine to play with. Sigh. ;) No one likes the pressure to be something they are not. I remember dating a guy and he said to me on the first date "how about you go and get some of your witchy clothes on?"....as if I was supposed to have this vast closet of witchy costumes to wear for him to get a thrill. Okay boyfriend...yes...thinking about it..I can see how that would be very irritating. Sorry.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Happy 50th
Just wanted to wish my sis-in-law Heather a very happy 50th birthday! You've been a wonderful wife to my brother,daughter-in-law to my mum, mother to my nephew and niece,grandmother to my great niece,and friend to me. Thankyou for happy shopping trips , family get togethers, pots and pots of coffee and the music of your laughter. I am very happy and proud to call you sister in law. You're 50 today which really just means 30 with twenty years of experience since no one is really over 30..not REALLY. Have a great one. hugs, Bren
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