When I visit my children and grandchildren I don’t see any signs of what used to prevail in my home when my parents came to visit. Our entire attitude was different. We felt honored when Bubbie and Zaidie came to visit. I taught my children to run to hug and kiss them and see if they could help them in any way.
People tell me that world is gone; that it was another generation and it’s time for me to accept reality. “What are you so excited about?” they ask. “Your kids are well adjusted. They respect our Jewish traditions. So what’s the problem?”
Actually, that’s the problem. People have become so far removed from what should be that when someone reminds them of how it once was, they can only stare incredulously. When I bring up the subject they dismiss my words with the flip of a hand and say, “You are so out of touch!”
Rebbetzin, I raised my children differently. How could they have forgotten?
To be continued