Hello my dear readers.
It's been a while, and I must apologize once again for my lacking of posts. It's been a crazy few months I must admit.
To begin with, my grandmothers husband, and someone who I deem to be my grandfather passed away a few weeks back. He was fighting cancer for a while and finally it defeated him. I was however fortunate enough to have a good visit with him and my grandmother here in Ukraine last year, so it wasn't like I totally felt left out in the cold.
With my grandfather passing away, I decided that it was a very crucial time to be with my family. I felt like they needed me, especially my grandmother who relied on him so greatly. I really feel for her. I heard her need of family in her voice the day after he passed away, and I knew at that moment that I had to be by her side.
It was really difficult to be at this funeral. I think mainly because I realized how much this person meant to me, and what effects he had on my life.
First of all, without Max (my grandpa), I wouldn't have been born in America. Because of him my grandparents moved to America and my Mom and Dad followed suite. I also can thank him for my passion for photography, with my first camera being presented to me from him.
Anyways, with my trip to Israel a lot of realisations and emotions came up for me that were both positive and negative, but essentially very important. I am really glad I had this opportunity to support my family and be there when they really needed me most.
I also got to slip in a family friends' wedding. Weddings in Israel are always a blast, so it was good to get out of the kind of sad moments and experience the other side of life, with elation and celebration.
Below are some of the moments I captured over my stay in Israel. Enjoy, and thanks for reading :)
Love and Peace from the Holy Land.
|The apartment we stayed at in Herzelliya.|
|Traditional Jewish burial, without a coffin.|
|Bouqet for Max's grave.|
|Decorating the grave.|
|His new neighborhood. RIP Max, i'll miss you a lot.|
|The fam with my grandma.|
|Tamar (our cousin) and my brother. See the resemblance?|
|Uncle Ori with my mom and the cuz's.|
|Mom and Orian|
|At our uncles house outside of Tel-Aviv.|
|Uncle Gadi, my mom and Safta (means grandma in hebrew)|
|Tamarush and Ori.|
|Ready for the wedding.|
|Me and the cuz's at the wedding.|
|Here comes the bride.|
|Saying their vows.|
|The family with the bride.|
|Gettin' down, the Jewish way.|
|The crew. Don't mess with us, we're crazy.|
|Smokin' dose cubans.|
|Boogy woogy action.|
|Dancin' on shoulders.|
|My other grandfather, David's memorial.|
|Grandma putting a flower on his grave. Thanks to those two i'm here today.|
|Putting flowers on my Aunt Sigali's grave. She died at age 2 from a heart condition.|
|Sun flowers for a sunny girl.|
|I miss you even though I never really got to meet you. RIP.|
|Shakshuka- Israeli-style eggs in a rich tomato sauce.|