Every once in a while, calendars align and Passover and Easter fall over similar timeframes. This certainly makes sense given the historical tie between the two holidays. That certainly makes our family life sweet as well as complicated with both our Jewish and Christian heritage melding as Don and I have managed for well for 30 years now.
We also continue to be lucky having Kelsey residing in the DC area and so she has no excuse but to come over to celebrate. My children have long decided that they have the best of both worlds…and a plethora of holidays to celebrate and two cultures, rich with history and heritage to embrace.
Friday night, we held our Seder. The Jewish ritual feast that marks the beginning of Passover. It is conducted the world over on the evening of the 15th day of Nisan in the Hebrew calendar and is a very interactive event as we use a Haggadah to share the story of the liberation of the ancient Jews from Egypt where they were slaves and their wandering through the desert for 40 years before they arrived at the promised land of Israel. Our reading and “singing” through the Haggadah is filled with laughter, love and many memories. However, this year might have been more poignant than most as we read the lines, “next year in Jerusalem” which is a call for all Jews to make their way back to the promised land. This was my first Seder since actually making my way to Israel and I will not lie, I got a little weepy every time we repeated that pledge, knowing how very powerful it was to actually spend time in Israel, regardless of the turmoil in that region of the world.
In the spirit of keeping our traditions alive and robust on Easter Sunday, folks in the family went searching for the chocolate bunnies that I had hidden around the house. While the tradition did not bring tears to anyone’s eyes, it was still a lot of fun and again made me appreciate the rich and diverse history that is a key part of the Bloomfield-Patterson family story.