Tell me where the light will go and I will chase it

[sovay]

It's the season, but these last few weeks have felt especially dark and especially cold. There's no snow on the ground, but it's been raining all day. Everyone's sick. The light dies out of the sky before you can do anything with it.

So we light the candles for Hanukkah and we tell stories of resistance and we are still here; that's the important part. Show me the Seleucids who can say the same.

Comments

[selkie]

I give you my generally peaceable child clacking their wooden claymore on the bed frame like a Maccabee.

I order my dresses cut long any more so no oppressor will ever see my knees knocking. (They do. They're fat, but they do.) And then I stand, and they move.

*hugs* Making the light is all we can do.

[gwynnega]

Yes, we're still here.

[cmcmck]

A fraylichen Chanukah my friend.

A valuable time to some of us who don't celebrate but have to deal with certain family memories which may be unusual for a gentile.

[tree_and_leaf]

Happy Hannukah!

[choco_frosh]

Chag sammeach. S'vet dy morgenzun begilden undz den heynt.
(Even though on a literal level, that means it's too warm for my blood today)

[ashlyme]

Happy Hannukah. Resist; remain. I wish you light and joy.

[dhampyresa]

Happy Hanukkah!

Show me the Seleucids who can say the same.
Heh.

I wish for

[jesse_the_k]

Oil for all the lamps around the world