By Heidi Gantwerk Heidi Gantwerk SAN DIEGO– This year, my family had the honor of being guests at two beautiful and deeply meaningful seders. Both had delicious brisket, chicken, soup, charoset, and more varieties of dessert than people. Both had music, at times pretty raucous (no glassware was broken!). One had more young children, with all of the tumult and giggling and distraction I remember from my days at my grandparents’ and my parents’ seder table. The other skewed a little older, and perhaps just slightly calmer. I loved them both. Of course, both seders felt different this year. Each …