The week before Passover is very special but it could easily turn into a hectic one. For years I have been trying to keep it cool and stay out of the mass pressure. It gets better as years go by, simply because age gives some perspective. One learns what things really bring joy into one’s life and what really matters. Pre Passover days made me reflect and be thankful for life and for the little things. Like the growth of an avocado seed in a cup of candle that I was given last winter by a very loved knitter in…