Danny and Jazz had returned a few hours ago from their half-sister, Ceci Masters's reality. They'd been celebrating Rosh Hashanah with Ceci's friend Jamie Ramsey's family. It's been quite an enlightening experience. So, each felt they should write in their journals before turning in for the night. Danny hid his journal in the floorboards under his bed. It could only be reached by using intangibility. After he retrieved his journal, he took a few deep breaths before writing down his thoughts on what happened tonight.
"I do admit anytime we visit our older sister's reality, we have had a great time. I also felt very honored to be part of the celebration. Like when I attended Ruben's bar mitzvah. I wish I could've had some of these experiences with my friend Sam in my own reality. I do feel bad on some levels for Sam. Her parents are both clueless and narcissistic. However, that doesn't excuse Sam's anti-social behavior either. Nor her lack of respect for others.
Again, I hope her family gets the mental health treatment they desperately need. I've been thinking of cutting Sam out of my life for a while. But hopefully, she and her family can get the help they need, so I'm not forced to do that.
However, back to the dinner at the Ramseys. I enjoyed learning about different cultural traditions and love how accepting the Ramsays are of their oldest son being gay. It might have something to do with them being of Reform, or they love their children for who they are. Either way, I had a blast, and hopefully, again, this will continue to strengthen the bonds between our realities.
I look forward to quality one-on-one time with Ceci soon, as I'm sure Jazz is. After Ceci did promise before we left that she would make sure to spend a day alone with each of us. I don't know if our bonding days will be in her world or ours. But it has been very nice to spend time in each other worlds. Again, I don't know which form of Judaism Sam is. But again, this whole night helped me understand so much.
In short, I loved everything about tonight. I also hope the meaning of the holiday will help me become a better person and mend things in my own world. Well, I'm bushed time for bed." he concealed his journal again. He quickly switched into his pajamas and was soon out like a light.