Today is my father’s fourth Yahrtzeit, and an entire year since this blog was created in his memory.
There have been countless times where I have been crafting and creating and so desperately wishing to share with my father, in real life down on earth, what has inspired me.
How I yearn to show him the vibrant colors that swirl within my heart.
Last week I received a handful of paintbrushes that belonged to my father.
I looked at these worn brushes with flecks of paint that decorated them and became moved to tears.
As I held them in my hand, I reminisced of how specific his brush strokes would be, powerfully revealing colors, shades and textures, giving life and meaning to his artwork.
My father loved creating, painting, sculpting and even food presentation, all of which I still hold dear to me.
When we first become frum, I remember that my father would make beautiful gefilte fish platters that were symbolic of that weeks Parsha (Torah portion). I remember the excitement I felt, as I tried to guess at what his design truly revealed, in those slices of gefilte fish, pickles and scallions! (not always an easy task!)
So, on this special day, I know my father is looking down from Shamayim, sending blessings from above.
Life is so precious and our journey so important.
Our days are truly the canvas of life that we paint and design.
We choose our brushes and we choose our brush strokes.
May we do so, with vibrant colors full of vitality, energy, love and affection.
May we do so, with a closeness to Hashem and a deep meaningful connection to our Yiddisheit (Judaism) and Chassidishkeit.
Please take a moment to ‘color’ your day today with a Mitzvah in memory of my father Shmuel Tzvi Ben Yosef, a”h.
A Mitzvah is an everlasting ‘brush stroke’ that has far reaching effects in our life, in our world.
May we all celebrate in Simchas only and may we all be re-united with our loved ones who have passed away, and may we merit the ultimate simcha of all, the coming of Moshiach now!
And to my dearest Tatty, I miss you and love you beyond words can describe.
With much love,
Your daughter Chana.