Anyone who seriously gardens knows the garden is in fact one big metaphor for life transitions.  It changes with the seasons and moods.  It reveals where your mind is at.  It’s order vs chaos, control vs wild.  Managing all the unruly thoughts and uncertainties.  Dealing with impermanence.  Fleeting beauty vs death.  I could go on.  Fortunately for you, I won’t.  If you know, you know.

Shabbat happened.  K was emotionally able to join us.  Y again actually tried all the foods.  E was out being social.  A was tired and frustrated.  You could almost say our Shabbats are a gauge of the maturing process and progress of each family member.  Me, I’m just thankful to be there as witness.