I flew to Houston for two brisses today. Yes – TWO. When the stars align, this is Hashem’s way of making miracles happen. We just have to notice and say thank you. A family had reached out to me to be their as-yet-unborn son’s mohel. They were going to have an inducement begin on Tuesday night and were hoping for a bris on Wednesday or Thursday (a week later). The anticipated Wednesday and Thursday came and went and I hadn’t heard from them. Meanwhile, a different family from Houston called me for a Thursday bris. Sunday, however, the other couple was in touch to tell me they had their baby, and that he (too) had been born on Thursday. So I told them… wouldn’t you know! I’m going to be in Houston ANYWAY for a bris! With a slight adjustment on my return flight (rebooking to a flight two hours later), I was able to fit in both brisses. All worked out amazingly. Baruch Hashem
Here’s a photo of the Astrodome from the highway
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