Woo! So excited and so blessed to have you here on this day of awe, special days of awe, I like to say the days of awww, that's nice, too, sometimes, isn't it? And I want to ask as our opening question, what is a memory for you, that comes up around these times around the days of awe? Could be a memory from last year, could be a memory from when you were a kid. So much of this time is about memory. So I'm wondering what's coming up for you. And I can go first, mostly because I just added this question to the document. So I'll give you some more time to think. But immediately, I think of when I was really little, I would hide in the folds of my father' kittel. The kittel is a traditional white garment that kind of either ties around the waist or looks like a choir robe. My dad had the one that was kind of choir robe-y, and the Cantor and the rabbi would wear them. And they would do a recessional at the end of every service where they would walk out and stand in the lobby to Adon Olam or Yigdal, depending if it was the morning or the evening, and the entire congregation would come out and shake their hands. This is probably something we can't do anymore. You know, given COVID, and germs and all of that. But when I was a kid, I would like run around, like under the legs of all of the people and tie myself and wrap myself in the folds of my dad's Kittel and shake everybody's hands. And it just felt so safe dor me both being with my family and also being in this community that meant so much to me. And in times where I don't feel that safety or as my relationship with my father changed, over the course of my life, I always go back to that memory. You know, we say Avinu Malkeinu, we call God, our Father, our Ruler. And sometimes that image doesn't make sense to me with the way that I see my relationship to the Divine. But sometimes, God as father is me hiding in the folds of that Kittel and feeling safe. So that's where my mind went today. Ellen, where does your mind go?