It means "it will be alright", but more than that as well. My friend Nimrod taught it to me a few days ago, over something that seemed important at the time and feels more superfluous now as I mourn Sparky's death. Even so, I am starting to make peace with it and move on a little bit. It comes and goes. Last night I couldn't fall asleep because I was focused on him, and I ended up sleeping through Hebrew this morning as a result. Still, the smiles are returning. It's been a little while so I'll get you up to speed on my life this past week.
This past Tuesday morning, Nimrod and I went jogging along this path that runs through the Carmel National Park, adjacent to the road that runs down the mountain from the University. The scenery is beautiful and the course is challenging, with hills and sharp curves as you wind around the upper Carmel. I always jog with my mp3 player in hand, and I slip my ID card and my bedroom key into the rubber case around my mp3 player. When we finished our jog, I glanced down and realized that my key was missing. It had fallen out somewhere along the road. I was ready to panic, but Nimrod mentioned that he had heard the sound of metal falling towards the beginning of our run but didn't think much of it. He assured me we would find the key, telling me "יהיה בסדר." As skeptical as I was, I will never doubt him again. He found it! It was laying in the middle of a parking lot. I was just stunned. I had a midterm exam at 3 that afternoon, and I didn't quite feel like going to my exam stinking and covered in dried sweat while I waited for my new key. I'm sure my classmates would have been just as appreciative if they had known.
The exam went alright. The structure of the test was a little loopy. I'm not sure how else to phrase it. A lot of my friends were upset with our professor over the test, although I didn't think it was terrible. Some of his questions were vague and some needed clarification, but overall I didn't think there was anything wrong with the test. I'll put up the results when I have them. My last midterm was a take home in Arab-Israeli relations, which I will hand in at 3 PM today.
Having supportive friends has definitely helped to soften the blow of losing my dog. Meredith has called me a few times, and I also spoke with Eli and Marc over the phone. Several other people have left me messages on facebook and on this page, and I thank you all for your well wishes and support. It's been important that I have that support network here in Haifa as well. I really started to feel a little bit better yesterday afternoon after Hebrew class. I went with a group of people to this week's featured Wednesday concert. "Monica Sex" were performing and they gave a nice show. The sun was shining, and everyone grabbed a glass of beer and just talked and listened to the music.
My roommates have also been very supportive, especially Samer and Hamza. I don't know them very well, but I am going to make an effort to change that. They are both great guys who have made a point of talking to me and comforting me. I've been eating with them more and I hope to make this a habit from now on.
Last night at מועדון בישול, we made pasta bolognese. The club has really grown. We had about a dozen people last not, and that gave us logistical problems that we didn't have when there were only 4 or 5 people. Still, the meal turned out quite well. The meat was nicely seasoned and we made an interesting salad with fruit and pecans. Needless to say everyone went home as full and drowsy as usual. I felt like I usually feel after thanksgiving dinner last night.
This weekend I will be away from Haifa on tiyul. We are going to Ein Gedi and the Dead Sea, and finishing our weekend with a hike up Masada. By the time I get home on Sunday night, I expect to be exhausted and be badly in need of a shower. I'll put up lots of photos and stories when I get home. I love to see Israel on foot, so this weekend should be great for me. Shabbat shalom.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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