A week after my father’s 39th yahrzeit, I am becoming a Bat Mitzvah. It is appropriate that these important dates come close together for it was because of my father’s death that I made this promise to myself.
When I needed to honor my father by reading the kaddish in Hebrew and was unable, I made a vow that one day I not only would learn Hebrew, but I would become a Bat Mitzvah. That day has come and it has meant so much more than I expected.
Ralph and I have belonged to Temple Sinai for over 25 years. Walking into shul has always been comfortable, I have always felt welcome. But something is different now. Armed with a new understanding of the service and the ability to read the prayers in Hebrew, I now feel a connection to my heritage and a connection to G-d. I feel that my prayers are being heard. I have a much deeper spiritual sense than I had. A void has been filled. And, at the same time, a hunger has emerged. It is because of this process that I now realize how much more I have to learn. How much more I want to learn.
The wonderful group of women I’ve shared this journey with as well as my caring, patient, and dedicated teachers, helped me to realize that we Jews never stop learning. And so I will continue my journey, this time accompanied by my husband, by taking the Melton course next year.
I remember my daughters’ Bat Mitzvahs. I remember the feeling of being the parent of a Bat Mitzvah. I wish my parents were here with me now, but I believe somehow they know, and are proud.
Perhaps this has been the right time to become a Bat Mitzvah. Fifty years after most girls enter adulthood, I now know how blessed I am. Surrounded by my husband, children and grandchildren, I come to the Torah to truly thank God for the blessings He has bestowed upon me.
Buddee
By the way, if you have any questions, or have ideas for something you’d like me to write about, email my daughter and she’ll tell me (I’d say to email me, but…well…let’s just say I’d won’t be giving advice on how to use a computer.)
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