I’ve been invited by the very creative writer Renee Schuls-Jacobson to post today, on the 2nd day/3rd candle of Hanukkah. Renee was given my name by Rivki Silver, another amazing blogger. (Thanks, Rivki!) Anyway, this special activity where a bunch of bloggers (eight to be exact!) are each posting on a different day is called Hanukkah Hooplah!
And…in honor of Hanukkah Hooplah, I have a really important announcement to make:
So? What does non-blogging about something have to do with Chanukah?
Bear with me as I explain: Chanukah commemorates miracles that happened to the Jewish people. Right? And my ankle healing story (which began back in February) would have been a really cool miracle for me to write about here. Kind of like my own personal miracle, right?
The problem is that I’ve blogged enough about the break of my ankle and its ramifications. I’ve written about my convalescence and recovery here; my seeing the bright side here and my gratitude for kindness and G-d’s miracles here.
Not that anyone’s complained about my constant talking and writing and blogging about my ankle. No. People are very nice and they listen to me. Still, Chanukah is my time to realize that it’s not all
about me about my foot. That miracles are really all around us at all times. And we don’t only have to break a leg – and then get better – to see them.
Just because my broken foot, in all its glory of swelling and redness and painfulness led me to see the light in a dark situation, doesn’t mean I have to blag (that’s blab and blog) about my foot all the time.
Just because as a result my foot healing, I am a more grateful woman and just because I’m now thrilled with little things like for example, uh…walking with two feet, and having almost no pain or stiffness anymore in my ankle, doesn’t mean I have to blag on and on about said foot and its healing.
So just to reiterate: I’m NOT talking about my foot anymore. Got that? Good.
Okay! So, today, in this post I’m talking only about 8 other miracles of going from dark times to light times in my life.
Because Chanukah is celebrating the light in the dark. The one small bit of oil that miraculously lasted for 8 days, and created so much light.
My miracles were the kind that while they were going on, I didn’t realize anything significant was happening. But when I looked back weeks or months later, I thought “hey, I can’t believe the good that came out of that event – what a miracle.” I bet some of you can relate. Over time, things have evolved in your life that represent a remarkable change from dark to light.
Gradually evolved good stuff that makes us all happy and surprised at one time.
Many of the Eight miracles below have occurred gradually. Knowing they have happened helps me see the light in the darkness with newer challenges that come my way.
Here they are (not in any particular order.)
Good-bye to my annoying mother-in-law behaviors. Some time after I
broke my ankle was injured last February, which happened to be around the time that one of our sons got married, someone asked me about my new daughter-in-law. My response was “What? Who?” I seriously forgot that my son had gotten married. I was so absorbed in my pain and frustration of the broken ankle situation, that I forgot to be a mother-in-law! To me, this was a huge miracle that evolved over time. Hello! Who FORGETS to be a nagging mother-in-law? And my darling son and DIL (all three of them) got benefits from my injury in that I left them alone for all those months. How cool (for those newlyweds) is that?
I got to keep my job. When I did not work (because of my injury, I mean situation) at the hospice agency where I’d provided music therapy for clients for the past 7 years, I worried I would not be able to work anymore. Thankfully, I returned to work, and the position was still available after so many months.
Son cured from illness. One of our married sons had headaches (which actually began last Chanukah 2013). When they didn’t subside, he went to the doctor for CT scans, which were negative. Then one day, he felt other strange symptoms. He checked into the hospital where they took more tests and after several brain scans and spinal MRI’s, he was diagnosed with an auto-immune illness (the antibodies created to kill the headache virus, attacked his spine), affecting certain functions. But now after many months he is miraculously out of the woods, and has very slowly swung back to his regular self, to the joy of his wife and children, and all of us. Thank G-d!
Layoff had happy ending. Early this year, my husband’s software company laid off all employees. While this was a big shock, it turned out to be for the better, because after almost 2 months of looking for a job, my husband got a better job with better conditions. Looking back, we realize now that his losing the first job led to a miracle of a much better job. (And…as an added benefit while I was in bed because of The Miracle that Shall Not Be Named, he was around to help me while he was temporarily laid off!)
Attended my father’s funeral (yes, that attendance was a miracle..read on). My father recently passed away at the age of 88. Sadly, I was not able to visit him during the final 9 months of his illness because I was not allowed to fly (from California where I live, to New York)- due to my situation. But, when we got the call after the Shabbos that followed Rosh Hashanah this year that my dear father had passed away , I was already weight-bearing (medicalese for standing and moving on my feet). And so, I was able to attend my father’s funeral the next day in NY. A pure miracle, considering
the fact that I had been immobile my situation.
No more sweating the small stuff. I find that I don’t sweat the small stuff as much as I used to. Unfortunately, it took having several serious hardships for me to get my priorities straight.
Medical scare with happy ending thank G-d – I found a lump about a year ago and to say I was terrified would be an understatement. It was over a Holiday weekend and I couldn’t reach my gynecologist. By the time I went to his office on the Monday, I was in tears. Hysterical. Thinking the worst. My doctor (who knows me for many years, having delivered almost all of my children), calmed me down, sent me for a biopsy. Diagnosis: Infection. Miracle of miracles. Antibiotics for 5 days and I was good as new.
New baby grandson. Several weeks ago, our son and daughter-in-law had a new baby. Mazel Tov. Thank G-d.
So there you have it: The 8 personal miracles that my family and I have experienced as gifts from G-d. Sometimes it takes having all kinds of tzoros for us to really appreciate stuff.
And to think that I wrote this entire post without mentioning my broken ankle even one time! Wow. What a miracle.
Ummm. Almost. Sort of…
My question to you: What ONE miracle of a really dark situation that turned to light has occurred to you this past year? Write a comment below describing a DARK to LIGHT situation in your life. The winner will receive a GIVEAWAY of my book mailed to them. All residents of the U.S. are eligible.
To win a copy of my book please leave an AWESOME comment below sharing a miracle that you experienced in the past year.
Mazel Tov! It’s a Bubby! The Joys and Oys of Being a Mother, Mother-in-law, and Grandmother makes a great Hanukkah gift!
HAPPY CHANUKAH TO ALL and may all your challenges be miraculously overcome! Leave a comment below, telling about one of them!
And oh! Click on this Hanukkah Hooplah menorah right here– go ahead. Click on it to get to the other 7 blogger gals’ posts about Chanukah too.
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