All that planning and preparation, months of practicing and it was all over in the blink of an eye. Maddy was remarkably poised, Leigh-Anne was proud and I was beaming.
In the end, I was not prepared for the pure joy I felt throughout the weekend. I was so proud of Maddy’s accomplishments and I was so happy to see her reveling in the attention. Then, it occurred to me that Bar/Bat Mitzvah’s are not just signifying a child’s passage into adulthood, but a parent’s passage to the next stage of parenthood – grandparenthood, perhaps. Hard to imagine, sitting there watching a 14-year-old chant from the Torah. But then again, I did not imagine 7 years ago when Maddy came into my life that I would be sitting behind her on the bimah while she chanted Torah at her Bat Mitzvah.
Life is full if surprises. And this one was one of the sweetest.