Hannah's Bat Mitzvah
Jessica's Bat Mitzvah
October 22, 2005
Hannah, I have to start off by saying, although I'm sure that you have heard this a thousand times already, that you did an AMAZING job today. I know how much time you devoted to perfecting your D'var Torah and everything else that you contributed to this morning's service, but it really seemed effortless. You look gorgeous and I hope that you are having a ton of fun tonight.
You have always been my “bestest friend,” as you would say. Together we have made up Broadway-ready dances (although I'm sure that anyone who saw my Bat Mitzvah video would disagree). We've helped each other in gymnastics, complained to mom and dad for taking us to boring shows and museums (especially in the Berkshires), and just entertained ourselves at home for hours on end. I could always count on you to be there for me during our various moves from city to city, while we didn't know anyone else, and I think that has helped to make us as close as we are today.
One of my favorite stories about you from when we were little perfectly illustrates why we used to, and sometimes still do, call you our “little debil.” You would ask me to hit you, which I thought would be tons of fun, so I would accept. You would then proceed to yell “Mommy, Jessie hit me!” You repeated this “joke” of yours multiple times, and I went along with it (either because I was waiting for the day that mom would figure out that I wasn't to blame or just because I liked to hit you) until that one day when you got caught and we never played your “fun” game again!
Anyway, the point of that story was obviously NOT to make you look mean or obnoxious in front of all of our friends and family, rather, it helps me to demonstrate how much you have changed since those days. You're still cute (a side of you that only I really see), but now you have maturity to go along with that cuteness. You're also very funny, talented, and caring. You are the greatest sister ever and I love you very much. I'd like to give you this balloon now because, as Winnie the Pooh says, "Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon." Think of it as a token of my appreciation for having you as my sister. Mazel Tov, I couldn't be any prouder!