Eye on Soaps

I’ve always believed when life hands you a lemon, it’s time to make it into lemonade,  Have you noticed that each night the sun is setting a little later? Personally, I cannot wait for daylight savings time. I don’t mind losing an hours sleep to gain more daylight.

We’ve had a wonderful  few weeks here. My friend Leslye came to visit and she, our friend Bobbie and I went to the Women’s Fair here in Las Vegas. General Hospital’s Tyler Christopher and Dominic Z were there to meet and greet the fans. They also had a G rated show of the “The Thunder Down Under” and then Frank Marino’s show “DIVAS.” Lots of laughs. And really who doesn’t need a good laugh every now and again?

A new project that was handed to me from my synagogue is to help the needy here in Henderson, NV (right out of LV). A few people, including myself, went over to a church, coincidently not too far from our home, to learn about their FOOD PANTRY. It’s a room that houses an enormous amount of non-perishable food donated by the community and given out to those in need. Our synagogue is going to make sure there is a load of food there for the month of March. So the food drive has begun and we are very proud to be able to help those who are in need. Isn’t that why we were all put here?  This Food Pantry project isn’t just happening here in Las Vegas/Henderson. Thank goodness for those who are able to organize this and give to all those in need. With the economy and loss of homes and jobs, there is even more of a need than ever, so we are thrilled we can help.

Last night was SuperBowl Sunday. I went to the movies with some friends and then came home to the second part of the game. Great game. Loads of action. Steve went out for a bit to collect his bet and then the phone rang. It was my brother Stevie. I could tell by his voice and the time (he lives 3 hours later than us) that something wasn’t right. Unfortunately, I was right. He told me his younger daughter died. He buried a wife seven months ago and now this. There isn’t much information other than they couldn’t locate her and then a friend went down to her apartment and found her dead. My g-dchild. My sweet Rachel, 35-years-old, gone from this earth. This isn’t the way it’s supposed to be. We parents, aunts and uncles are NOT supposed to outlive our nieces, nephews and children. We are completely numb. Yes, anger. Yes, wanting to throw something.  Yes, anger and of course total sadness. People always say when there is a tragedy that ’s G-d’s Will. How can anyone go along with that? My poor brother and his remaining daughter. This isn’t what we plan on when we get married and have children. We hope for a nice life. Sure many challenges, but also many joys.