A few days ago, our beloved, big, senior dog had a limp. We went to the vet, on short notice. Our regular vet was away. It was icy and snowy. I got the dog into my 23-year-old car, backed it out of the 123-year-old garage. We made it there on time. The dog got help for what is maybe arthritis or an injury, perhaps from the ice. Driving home, I wondered if I should run an errand but decided, nope, it was windy and raw. The dog should be warm and cozy at home again.<\/p>\n
I parked the car in the driveway, got the dog inside and then returned to put my car into our narrow garage. I heaved open the left garage door, planting it into the ice. I hoped the prairie winds wouldn\u2019t slam it shut again. When I got back into the car, it was completely dead. Wouldn\u2019t start.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Then I realized that the heavy garage door had come off its bottom hinge. Huge screws were hanging halfway out. I closed it as best I could and locked it. Inside again, I nearly keeled over because I\u2019d missed eating lunch.<\/p>\n When I warmed up, ate, triaged my work and called the Canadian Automobile Association, I anticipated the worst. The day hadn\u2019t gone as planned.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Yet, CAA help arrived quickly. Miraculously, the fix was simple. A terminal needed to be replaced on my battery. At that moment, the raw day tempered by a cup of hot tea and a moment to think, I was seized with gratitude. What if my car had died on a busy street, with the dog inside? What if we\u2019d been stuck at the vet? What if I\u2019d stopped to run an errand and then been stuck with a car that wouldn\u2019t start and a dog hurting too much to walk home?<\/p>\n Back inside, I looked again at a garage door photo I\u2019d taken. It could have been even worse. What if I hadn\u2019t noticed the screws hanging off the hinge? What if I\u2019d shoved the heavy door and it crushed me underneath it instead? The possibilities were far worse once I\u2019d thought about what happened. This has a happy ending. My husband will repair the hinge when that ice melts. My car now starts. My dog is on medicine and will hopefully be better soon. Gratitude felt like the only answer here.<\/p>\n This was midweek, and we stayed close to home through the weekend. Though we live near downtown Winnipeg, where the national NDP convention took place, we steered clear. At synagogue, one kid played baritone sax for the family service on Shabbat, as little kids danced along in their seats. My other kid greeted families in the lobby as they arrived. Before the wiggly kids got there, we spent a few moments at the main service and did the Birchot Hashachar<\/i>, the morning blessings, where we thank G-d repeatedly for the good things, the everyday basics, happening in our lives.<\/p>\n On Sunday, our teens spent time on science fair preparation and on helping deliver Passover hampers for those in need, and we adults worked on the household. My husband cleaned steadily but managed to burn something in the microwave, break a pencil sharpener and a cereal bowl. I began to worry again about this weird bad luck, when I thought of the Birchot Hashachar. I remembered what to do. Being resilient meant pausing and finding gratitude instead.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Emergency services had to be called to the high school earlier this week for a student, but, this weekend, my kids are safe, healthy and doing productive things. Though I walked past slogans calling for radical protests at the NDP convention and a woman attendee wearing a keffiyeh at the caf\u00e9 right near home, we\u2019re safe, for now.<\/p>\n This year\u2019s celebration of Israel\u2019s birthday feels emotionally like a larger, more difficult version of our small misadventures. War is no joke. Israel is really going through it right now. Via social media, I see these extended family members in my tribe, my community, running for bomb shelters and fighting. Yet, I\u2019m so impressed by the way Israelis strive for beauty and everyday normalcy \u2013 trips to the park, surfing and making music \u2013 with so much violent disruption. It\u2019s been scary to watch, and I\u2019m not there. That said, maybe the lesson in this birthday is seeing how, after these horrible, life-shattering events, it\u2019s possible to practice that mind shift. The gratitude one, where strangers care for one another in bomb shelters, sharing food, music and space while struggling with what could have happened.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n It\u2019s unsettling to be Jewish near a Canadian political convention peddling antisemitic tropes. I\u2019m reeling from seeing a premier who lives near me, who is also a parent I\u2019ve spoken to on the playground, say deeply unsettling words on the NDP stage. Even if Wab Kinew\u2019s \u201cEpstein class\u201d comment wasn\u2019t intended to be antisemitic, his words, about this \u201cdumb war\u201d horrified me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Jewish tradition teaches that all lives are valuable. Premier Kinew said North American lives shouldn\u2019t be lost \u2013 to stop a repressive regime that has already killed thousands of its citizens. Our lives are no more valuable than theirs. Iranians deserve help, as do all the people harmed by the horrible regime and its terror proxies.<\/p>\n In precarious times, it\u2019s helpful to seek the good. To remember that heavy garage door, still dangling off its hinge, the car that died, thankfully, in the driveway and was fixed, and the veterinary help that came when needed. Being grateful and practising joy, even when it\u2019s a strain, is complicated. I want to be happy on Israel\u2019s birthday, but it\u2019s a complicated emotion, too. It requires practising gratitude and celebration even when times are tough, but that\u2019s what we\u2019re \u201ccommanded\u201d to do sometimes.<\/p>\n This year, I wish for peace and everything good for everyone in Israel and its neighbours, as well as in other places where conflict reigns. Thank goodness Israel exists, as a place of refuge for all Jews, but it\u2019s OK to wish for safer times at home in the diaspora, too. May the year ahead be an easier one, without war or complication; one in which we can all embrace less fear and more simple joy.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Joanne Seiff <\/b>has written regularly for the Winnipeg Free Press and various Jewish publications. She is the author of three books, including <\/i>From the Outside In: Jewish Post Columns 2015-2016, a collection of essays available for digital download or as a paperback from Amazon. Check her out on Instagram @yrnspinner<\/a> or at joanneseiff.blogspot.com<\/a>.<\/i><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A few days ago, our beloved, big, senior dog had a limp. We went to the vet, on short notice. Our regular vet was away. It was icy and snowy. I got the dog into my 23-year-old car, backed it out of the 123-year-old garage. We made it there on time. 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