It's not like I'm trying to get my dad involved in the Jewish religion, of which he is a member of the tribe. It's just that this is part of our lives and we are doing our best to include him if and when he wants to be included. So far he seems to enjoy it. The rabbi came and visited him last week while he was getting his chemotherapy treatment. He talks his head off with her. He likes telling her the story of his mother when she was hospitalized in a Catholic hospital and though the image of Jesus behind her bed was what was keeping her alive while others in the hospital died. Not sure what the rabbi thought of the story but I heard her say we could get him a picture, too, if he wanted one but I don't think it will be of Jesus.
Last night we took Dad to our temple's annual board member Hanukkah party. Because it was Saturday night, we celebrated Havdalah, saying goodbye to the Sabbath. It's a lovely service and, as you can sort of see from the blurry photo, Dad was right there in the middle of it. I don't know about him but it gives me comfort to see him participating like this. As my Aunt Carolyn said, it's a wonderful social outlet for him, too.
Speaking of chemo, Dad had another round and came through with flying colors. Seriously, he was not fazed. Let's hope it continues.
Last night we took Dad to our temple's annual board member Hanukkah party. Because it was Saturday night, we celebrated Havdalah, saying goodbye to the Sabbath. It's a lovely service and, as you can sort of see from the blurry photo, Dad was right there in the middle of it. I don't know about him but it gives me comfort to see him participating like this. As my Aunt Carolyn said, it's a wonderful social outlet for him, too.
Speaking of chemo, Dad had another round and came through with flying colors. Seriously, he was not fazed. Let's hope it continues.