Wednesday night, after resting all day, I still felt exhausted! I could feel a cold coming on: my nose was stuffy, I had post nasal drip and the accompanying cough, I had a sinus headache, and my muscles, especially my thighs muscles, hurt so much!
Since it is only the second day after chag (the holiday), and the first day after vacation, it sort of feels like a Sunday or Monday. As I rested in bed this evening, all of a sudden, I realized Shabbat was only two days away!
Our vacation bags are still strewn all over the house, and I haven't even begun to attack the laundry. How was I going to manage Shabbat if I was sick and tired??
I called a friend and neighbor who had told me several times that she likes it when people call to invite themselves. I really enjoy hanging out with her and we have not had so many opportunities since she returned to work full-(+)-time. I actually would have preferred to host her and her family, since we have been their guests several times, but that was not a viable option. So, I called her and asked if she would like guests for lunch. Not only did she invite us, she THANKED ME!
She thanked me!
She made me feel so welcome!!
I really wanted to be home at night, so I could go to sleep early! So, I called another friend who had also told me several times that she is happy to cook a meal for us on Shabbat (weekday cooking is extremely difficult for her). She jumped at the opportunity, and she also THANKED ME!!
Cooking is such a burden for me. It is difficult for me to fathom that other people do not dread it as much as I do.
The only reason I ever started cooking is because I like food.
Now, I do not even eat. Not to mention that many smells, especially of cooked food, make me nauseus.
Still, for Shabbt, I cook for my family, and for guests, when I have them.
I love having guests on Shabbat. These days, since I never know how tired I will be, I often am afraid to invite people I do not know so well, lest I not be up for hosting.
Occasionally, I have even gone to sleep and skipped dinner. I try not to, because Moshe and my kids really miss me. So, usually, I push myself to at least sit at the table through the main part of the meal. But, there is a good chance that this Shabbat I will not last the whole meal.
It took me only a few minutes, and just two phone calls, to pull together Shabbat for my family.
I feel so blessed!!
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
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