2020, The Un-Passover, Passover

NORMALLY, I'D BE ECSTATIC TODAY, but as you know now, these are not normal times. I mention being ecstatic because today, the day before my Easter, Passover, I'd be away helping mom get ready to have Pesach over at my sister's house (probably) and excited for the traditional Seder, our meal.

I remember gong to the butcher to pick up the brisket for mom to cook or bring over to Richelle (my sister) to prepare. My late dad and brother would be over early and we'd go over the whole meal and try to conduct the service at the table. Not tomorrow. Not anytime soon. Now it's all different and sad and gone.

I can try to pretend that everything is OK but it really isn't. It's a different world now. Being alone is worse only I can only imagine what it'll be like elsewhere with those who have family but can't meet like old times because of the virus. I know a lot of people have it worse than I do but when you're by yourself, it's more difficult.

So, Passover 2020 will be mostly empty for me. A non, Passover really. Just a cup of coffee, ( I hope) and memories of what was once a happy and joyous time. Mom's matzoh fry was so dang good I would think about it at the table, it was always in the back of my mind because it was a rite of spring to me. Well worth the amazing happy time even if the Passover ritual was mired in us being argumentative and angry. Welcome to the Lieberman Passover Seder, yesterday. And I miss it, somehow.

To those who are able to celebrate, I wish you a happy time. Happy Easter too to all of my Christian friends. Enjoy your time and be safe.