This Rosh HaShana, as we pour tea from our great-grandma’s precious pot into our grandma’s delicate china and do our very best not to drip any honey on our mother’s favorite tablecloth, we’ll be aware - somewhere in the back of our minds - of the passage of time.
Our end song is Ima (\"Mom\") by Elai Botner and Yaldei Hachutz.
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