Email send to the family on Nov. 19, 2015 (written 4 months after Elliott's passing, but only recently added to Elliott's website.)
Hello Sweet family,
Hope all of you are well and healthy these days.
I wanted to share a very special moment I had this beautiful morning with all of you.
When I was a little girl, I used to ride my bicycle all the time all over the neighbourhood. But clumsy me, I fell so many times... a lot. I guess in one of those times I felt that it just wasn't for me the whole riding business- so I stopped. I became afraid. I became afraid of falling- sounds familiar??
As the years past by, every once in a while somebody would suggest to take a bike ride and of course, I would immediately become scared and dismiss the idea, saying that it's better to walk. Afterwords,I would explain that I don't know how to ride, and that I forgot how to ride a bicycle, and in response, people would laugh and say that it can't be. Even riding Grandpa's bicycle scared me!
And so... as we moved to the Kibbutz the subject came up again- as most of the people here don't walk - they ride from place to place! So this morning I decide to just face the fear- the fear of falling. It took me about 1 hour to understand and remember how to peddle and to find the balance- and I DID IT!!!
As I was riding, I thought of Grandpa. How beautifully he dealt with his fear of falling and how he decide to deal with it and have fun with it! I truly felt like I was flying with wheels- feeling so free and light and knowing how proud Grandpa would have been, seeing me riding and soon with Hillel in the front seat in the desert background.
I miss him so much and think about him almost every day.
I'm happy to share these thoughts and feelings with all of you, our
sweet family.
Tomorrow I'm going to run 10 km (6.21371 miles) in a benefit race for the organization the i work for. Wish me luck!
I love you all and wish for all of you to find the strength to face the fear!
Love,
Shushu
Hello Sweet family,
Hope all of you are well and healthy these days.
I wanted to share a very special moment I had this beautiful morning with all of you.
When I was a little girl, I used to ride my bicycle all the time all over the neighbourhood. But clumsy me, I fell so many times... a lot. I guess in one of those times I felt that it just wasn't for me the whole riding business- so I stopped. I became afraid. I became afraid of falling- sounds familiar??
As the years past by, every once in a while somebody would suggest to take a bike ride and of course, I would immediately become scared and dismiss the idea, saying that it's better to walk. Afterwords,I would explain that I don't know how to ride, and that I forgot how to ride a bicycle, and in response, people would laugh and say that it can't be. Even riding Grandpa's bicycle scared me!
And so... as we moved to the Kibbutz the subject came up again- as most of the people here don't walk - they ride from place to place! So this morning I decide to just face the fear- the fear of falling. It took me about 1 hour to understand and remember how to peddle and to find the balance- and I DID IT!!!
As I was riding, I thought of Grandpa. How beautifully he dealt with his fear of falling and how he decide to deal with it and have fun with it! I truly felt like I was flying with wheels- feeling so free and light and knowing how proud Grandpa would have been, seeing me riding and soon with Hillel in the front seat in the desert background.
I miss him so much and think about him almost every day.
I'm happy to share these thoughts and feelings with all of you, our
sweet family.
Tomorrow I'm going to run 10 km (6.21371 miles) in a benefit race for the organization the i work for. Wish me luck!
I love you all and wish for all of you to find the strength to face the fear!
Love,
Shushu