We left Egypt in haste--and this is written in haste.

How can I leave Egypt? I am in the midst of dealing with an unexpected development related to my work--I'm sure you will soon Read All About It. But not from me, not just yet.

How can I possibly leave Egypt? I have a really awful stomach virus, I'm wrestling with an eye infection, I have pages to edit, I'm racing deadlines--where am I going?

How is it possible for me to leave Egypt? I have two doctor appointments today! And so, the question becomes: How can I leave my body which, as one gets older, (a blessing, considering the alternative), still becomes another kind of ambulatory Egypt....with us, wherever we go.

But History is waiting. A nation is being born. A people are about to be freed.

Thus, leave I must. Grandchildren are coming. Family is arriving. There is a table to set and some Torah ideas to share.

I wish you, one and all, a safe journey across the stormy sea; a safe landing on the other side; onions and garlic and savory meats in your desert manna; and an ultimate and eventual redemption.

Next year, in Jerusalem!

Blessings,

Chag Pesach Sameach,

Phyllis