survival

I survived!  The funny thing is, while you are fasting, it seems like the day will never end and you are doomed to be hungry forever!  But then, the sun goes down, the final prayers are said, the shofar is blown and the day is over.  We all scurry to our cars, race home and collectively work to put the food that was prepared the day before, on the table.  We traditionally break the fast with challah with homey, symbolizing a sweet new year.  It is then quickly on to a host of anything you can imagine that gets smeared, spread, heaped and squished on top of many different flavored bagels.

After I consumed by body weight in food in about, oh, 3 minutes, I was full.  But, I knew from past experience, that I would be back around an hour later for desserts and about another hour later for more food!

The fast was fast.  The lessons on patience, humility, caring, penitence, hope and endurance, last throughout the year.