Ah, Jewish Geography...

I love how the Jewish world works...

So I'm talking to a friend (who is also going to MIDRESHET TEHILLAH!), and she tells me that she found out where a few other girls are coming from- London, South Africa, and Texas. Very nice, can't wait to meet 'em. WAIT- Texas? Where in Texas?? She tells me Dallas, and here's where it gets fun. She tells me two first names, and I immediately shoot back two last names at her. So she says, "either you know them, or you're incredibly psychic". Hee, hee, hee.

"Did I ever mention that I lived in Dallas...?" Oops. Forgot to tell her that little detail.

Yup, I'll be going to seminary with two girls who were in my class in second grade, who I haven't spoken to in about seven years. "It's a world of laughter, a world of tears; it's a world of hopes, it's a world of fears; there's so much that we share that it's time we're aware: IT'S A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL!" Gotta love Disney, they know everything.

-SA

Picture this...

It's dark outside, and the house is still. All you hear is the steady rush of rain hitting the pavement outside, creating splashing lakes in the sidewalk, sheets of water dripping as they pour down the windowpanes...Every couple of minutes, as if to make sure you're not too lonely in the black, quiet night, booming thunder rends the silence- once, twice, and then dies away as the sky lights up, a fleeting bolt of lightening off in the distance. As the night passes, the thunder and lightening become closer, comforting, soothing. The thunderstorm a peaceful companion as you read, lulling you to sleep, washing away today's worries and grievances...



Now don't you all want a thunderstorm, too?

-SA