I don’t know where to start this post…. On the one hand I want to pretend I’m still in Israel and post the gazillion images I took and have yet to edit, and on the other hand I want to acknowledge that as hard as it was to leave, its nice to be back home. You see, no matter what I feel like I’m betraying a part of me. I’m split between two continents, and each one has a big part of my heart. I hate feeling this shadowing guilt. I love both homes – Israel and the States. I belong to both.
Leaving Israel was hard. When J K Rowling wrote that to create a horcrux one has to split their soul – well, that’s what it feels like each time I leave. I know it was my decision to move abroad, my choice to seize adventure and explore. I don’t regret it – not one bit. But each time I have to move and maneuver between these 2 worlds, there’s an adjustment period. Guilt. Happiness. So many emotions in between.
This year our return to the States was cushioned by the holidays, which made for a much easier transition. We got to spend 4 nights of Channukah in Israel and 4 nights of Channukah in the States. It meant returning to a decorated home, tons of presents and family traditions Emiro and I are integrating into our family. It made the heartache of missing home and my family a little easier to bear.
The day after we landed was Christmas so we invited our friends Michelle & Charlie over for pajama brunch & movie. Decadent french toast, mimosas and the movie “Love Actually” may or may not have been involved *wink* because yes, we’re cliche like that and one can never get enough of Collin Firth and Hugh Grant!
Pajama brunches rock. You can go ahead and laugh at my Harry Potter socks…. I think they bring a little extra magic to the season![]()



Aviv really lucked out in the present department – being away for 3 weeks certainly encouraged her Aba to go overboard with shopping. Although we celebrate the Jewish holidays, Christmas is the one tradition we agreed to keep as it is a very special day from Emiro’s childhood… We celebrate it secularly and not religiously, and what it basically means is quality family time at home, hot cocoa, lots of gifts (long live commercialism!), cozy fireplaces and now also pajama brunches with friends.




by Noa
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I love this post! We had SUCH a great time and I love the new tradition of Christmas brunch. The pictures are wonderful too!! Can’t wait to do it again. xoxo
I want to be a photographer just like you when I grow up.
Aaaand I flippin LOVE your HP socks. My kinda lady.