These are the days of a million hours. Days when the sun never sets and the fun never stops.
Days of floating in the pool
and days of running until we can’t feel our legs.
Laughing ‘til we can’t feel our cheeks.
These are days of adventure, learning and relaxing. Of endless rounds of singing Im Tirtzu.
Of smiles, science experiments, hikes and bikes;
of aerial acrobatics and lying on our backs finding shapes in the clouds. Gaga games and color war, Kabbalat Shabbat singalongs.
Days of “look at this bug” and “look at this dive.”
Of giggles and friendship.
These are the hours, the days, the weeks. Stories, art, handball and paddleboards.
We practice saying todah and bevakasha.
And on long, languid summer afternoons, we learn generosity, compassion, strength, and wisdom.
These are the days that never end, and that in hindsight, go by too quickly.
These are the days that add up to become a life.
