Today is my fathers turn to celebrate his birthday and it's also the first night of Rosh Hashana. My parents don't know that I'm writing here so it's easier for me to say how I feel without compunction, but I wish all the most wonderful things in the world for my father on the occasion of his birthday. Most importantly I wish him good health.
I made a mistake, I think. I should have saved up and gone in to Toronto for his birthday and the holidays. I should have just drawn in my apprehension of not meeting up to standard and booked a flight in. It's a bit too late now, but one of my brothers drove in from Montreal and surprised my parents early in the morning Toronto time. He was thrilled beyond belief.
This evening will be a bit unusual for me as I won't be with my family and I've turned down every invitation I had to join friends for rosh hashana dinner. But, I may just decide to bring in the new year my own way...midnight bike ride perhaps? I could even be tempted to go for a late evening run and then hop into the sea afterwards. Or maybe just bike out to somewhere random and camp there overnight. I think I need to spend it near the crashing of the waves where the sand can nestle like silk between my toes.
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