Even when we weren't all available to help.
Even when it was hard. And when it was harder.
We've only really missed one year.
The sukkah is fragile.
It's meant to be that way.
Life is fragile. And yet we keep building.
I love the simplicity of the reminder to go outside.
To breathe the fresh air.
To live...
And so we build....
Yes, he's showing that he's almost as tall as the sukkah |
Sammy always in our hearts... |
1 comment:
Beautiful. Moadim l'simcha.
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