A woman goes to the post office to buy stamps for her Hanukkah cards.
She says to the clerk, “May I have 50 Hanukkah stamps?”
The clerk says, “What denomination?”
The woman says, “Oh my God. Has it come to this? Give me 6 Orthodox, 12 Conservative, and 32 Reform.”
Last December, a grandmother was giving directions to her grown grandson who was coming to visit with his wife. “You come to the front door of the apartment complex. I am in apartment 14T.”
She continued, “There is a big panel at the door. With your elbow push button 14T. I will buzz you in. Come inside, the elevator is on the right. Get in,and with your elbow hit 14. When you get out I am on the left. With your elbow, hit my doorbell.”
“Grandma, that sounds easy,” replied the grandson, “but why am I hitting all these buttons with my elbow?”
To which she answered, “You’re coming empty handed?”
Funny one! I mean three. No, actually four including your clever heading.
Happy Hannukkah to you dear Alison.
A big hug.
Light can only be understood with the wisdom of darkness of which there’s no shortage. We better adapt to darkness. Yes, the light of the candle is comforting but greater than the joy is the fear that it will go out.
It will go out. Then: Light it again. Or. Not.
It’s hard to re-light a candle that’s gone out on its own.