It’s a bright sunny, crisp day here in Cleveland. Refreshing. The sun is healing. A gift from my husband (who knows I need the sunlight). The cold air is invigorating.
I spent yesterday evening and this morning on everyday tasks. There was something calming and comforting in cooking, food shopping, and buying a newspaper or magazine. The cooking was part of my routine; the shopping was not. Herschel did most of the food shopping, making these items magically appear.
I’m learning, adjusting…and growing the write way!
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May the memory of Herschel Avraham ben (son of) Simcha Yosef be a blessing.