We brought our menorah and the tall, slender, blue-and-white candles that our daughter had brought home from Israel. In order to “share the miracle with the world,” we opened the drapes of the condo that overlooked the mountain. We then lit the candles and sang the blessings, the twinkling candlelight reflected in the massive floor-to-ceiling windows. The contrast of dark December night with the warmth of our family being together — beautiful!
What about you?