Blue, White & Red All Over

MDA ambulance
Yesterday was Memorial Day in Israel (Yom Hazikaron), which, like every year, was followed by Israel’s Independence Day. As is the custom, kindergarteners are encouraged to participate in our neighborhood’s ceremony to celebrate both of these days. Hollie (age 6) was extremely excited by this responsibility, committing herself to hour-long practices in the hot sun most days this week – sometimes even twice a day. I’ll spare you the gory details of what happened next, but let’s just say that it includes a 6 year old kid dressed up in blue and white, a deep head wound and a talented doctor who performed a makeshift medical procedure on his dining room table, prefaced by the words “I’ve never done this before, but I once read about it in a medical journal, and it sounded cool.”

Needless to say, the situation was incredibly nerve-wracking (yes, it included an ambulance – no, we opted not to use it). However, because it was short-lived, I really had no time to over-analyze things or to worry too much. In simple terms, I was too busy living in the moment.

This situation made me realize that many of the things that stress me out the most are things that are destined to take time, many of which are out of my control anyway. On the top of my list right now are:

  • Delays in refinancing our mortgage (and interest rates which are predicted to rise shortly)
  • Delays in filing my taxes (which includes resolving problems from last year’s filing)
  • Azi’s upcoming hearing test (which will tell us medically how successful the surgery was)
  • Selling our car (if we sell it now, we’ll be carless for a while – if we don’t, I’m nervous it won’t be sold when it needs to be)
  • I love the idea of living in the moment, but it’s worth mentioning that last week when I tried to do just that, I failed miserably. On Friday morning, Mordecai invited me to an impromptu breakfast out. The lame voice in my head told me I had too much work to do (yes, I work 6 days a week), it was an unnecessary expense, and that Shabbat wasn’t going to prepare itself. But the fun voice won, and I went. Of course, while I did still manage to get my work done, I forgot to make 3 important dishes for Shabbat (the quinoa for our vegetarian guest, the noodles for the kids’ dinner and the rice to go underneath my otherwise meager grilled vegetables). I’m pretty sure there was still enough to eat, but I didn’t feel too good about it.

    The good news is this – 3 months into my de-stressing challenge, I finally have a game plan: to live in the moment and to try not to worry about things beyond my control. Now all I need is to perfect the technique!



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    5 thoughts on “Blue, White & Red All Over

    1. it’s a lot easier to live in the moment when you paln ahead and stay on top of the important things in your life. what allowed you to go to breakfast last friday was the fact that you weren’t behind on your work, but instead, just had that day’s work to do. had you been days behind, you never would have allowed yourself to go. the key is to find the balance between planning and spontaneity. good luck with that!

    2. who needs all those starches, anyway?? go for the good stuff!
      anyway, you learned a valuable lesson: worry is only for someone who has too much time on their hands! LOL!

    3. the word on the street is that everyone had plenty to eat on shabbat & that your fellow breakfast diners for fri breakfast highly enjoyed your company! (even if there was no free coffee)

    4. Because I received all of the gory details about Hollie’s accident first hand, I know that your blog made it look easy. You are much more “calm under fire” than you give yourself credit for. As a matter of fact, one of the reasons that your children are so special is that their parents are so “cool.” Given your full time job and your full time family, you do extraordinarily well.

      Keep it up!!!!

      Love, Poppy

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