Why Candles of all things (part 1)

This is a question I was asking myself as well as was asked by my friends.

Why really? I am going to try and answer that.

Well, I have been living with candles all my life at least Shabbat (Friday night candles) Hanukah candles and birthdays candles; we sang about them and with them tenths of songs. Votives- memorial candles - we looked at them and absorbed the memories, the sorrows and the heritage. Then emergency candles for power cuts especially in stormy winters which brought tender, a bit shaky, romantic light and added (at list in my memory) lots of cosines to the nights.

Than life have brought me to Costa Rica, a Catholic, Latin country where candles have a major role in the life, the home décor, the culture. I even learned to like eating in a dark candles lit dining rooms. The candles indifferent colors forms shapes and scents became part of our daily life. I fell in love with them.

Not too long ago I found myself stuck as a car on a muddy road. Away from my children, grandchildren, friends, without a "room of my own" to create new things. Stuck even deeper with writer's block not being able to continue the novel I was working on, as being a writer was, and still is my oldest unfulfilled dream. My garage was full of unpacked boxes mostly of art and books. There was no chance, even if I wanted too, to fit everything in the house.

 The car in the muddy road turned into a turtle in the same road with too much stuff in its carried along full house. I trumpled andtreaded and found me higher grounds and there...I so the light at the end of the tunnel.

                                           TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!