I wasn't here to wish everyone a Happy Passover. Drove up to Boston to celebrate second night with my youngest daughter, and seize the very last opportunity to attend one of her law classes with her, because this is her last week in law school!
(Had first night with D#1 and family ... the holiday so far has been very nice.)
Happy Passover
Happy Passover
A fool's paradise is a wise man's hell.
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nerdanel
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Chag sameach to all who celebrate. First night was at the home of two good friends in the East Bay; second night was at my synagogue. Two very different, progressive seders - was good to see the contrast.
A huge congratulations to D#2, Jn - I'm thinking back to the very beginnings of her law school journey as she waited for decisions on her applications, and her arrival in MA - and now she is at the end of the three years already. I remember that final week of classes and frenzied last exam period from two years ago well - I hope she "cherishes" these last days, because she'll probably suppress them later. Or is that just me.
A huge congratulations to D#2, Jn - I'm thinking back to the very beginnings of her law school journey as she waited for decisions on her applications, and her arrival in MA - and now she is at the end of the three years already. I remember that final week of classes and frenzied last exam period from two years ago well - I hope she "cherishes" these last days, because she'll probably suppress them later. Or is that just me.
I won't just survive
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
When, when the fire's at my feet again
And the vultures all start circling
They're whispering, "You're out of time,"
But still I rise
This is no mistake, no accident
When you think the final nail is in, think again
Don't be surprised, I will still rise
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
When, when the fire's at my feet again
And the vultures all start circling
They're whispering, "You're out of time,"
But still I rise
This is no mistake, no accident
When you think the final nail is in, think again
Don't be surprised, I will still rise
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nerdanel
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And Impy! And Glowy, if she's around.
I won't just survive
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
When, when the fire's at my feet again
And the vultures all start circling
They're whispering, "You're out of time,"
But still I rise
This is no mistake, no accident
When you think the final nail is in, think again
Don't be surprised, I will still rise
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
When, when the fire's at my feet again
And the vultures all start circling
They're whispering, "You're out of time,"
But still I rise
This is no mistake, no accident
When you think the final nail is in, think again
Don't be surprised, I will still rise
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Primula Baggins
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Happy Passover to all who celebrate!
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King