I always get weird around the Jewish holidays. Any, and/or all of them. Big ones (Yom Kippur) or small ones(Shavuot), important ones (Hannukah) and not-so-important ones (Tu'Bishvat).
I think it's because my parents are gone, and there's no core of the family anymore. When I was little, we went to Temple, and not only on holidays. And my mom always made holiday dinners...brisket and potato pancakes, chicken soup and challah...And every Friday night, too, the whole family would come to our house, even when my brothers left for school, or got married, they'd come.
When I had my own home, we'd have holidays, and mom and dad would come to me, or we'd alternate. So, I guess I feel kinda sad, and missing them, every time a Jewish holiday rolls around.
I know I could make holiday dinner, but without them, it's just not the same.
Sorry I sound so down, but i think I've gotta get some of this stuff out, so I can get rid of it, or move past it.
Here's an OLD photo of me, my mom, & my Bubbie, outside my first house on Dwight Drive, (my 1st husband Alan &I had just bought it 1977!)