My daughter’s picture for Temple bulletin announcing her Bat Mitzvah

I was asked by my Rabbi if I wished to say something wonderful about my daughter during her Bat Mitzvah.  For him to ask me, was a standard question. But for me, it was akin to asking me to fight dragons. Public speaking or fighting dragons is a toss up as far as which I would prefer.  I told him I would think about it.  I used this delaying tactic for a few months.  I didn’t say no, which meant, I wasn’t a bad mother & I didn’t say yes, so I wasn’t  going to throw up on his shoes. Finally, time ran out & he needed an answer.  Yes or No?  From somewhere  I hear,”yes” in my own voice.  I wonder what gave me that last little push.  It was Hannah, the night before, in a smug little grin…