Good Grief

¿How can it be almost shabbos already?

Today was a catch-up-with-everything day:  went to early minyan; visited an elder friend in hospital; shopped for shabbos; made a chicken soup; walked at Viele Lake.

It is one of the days when I feel the hole where my beloved used to be as a very large presence in itself.  
Still:  went to morning minyan.  Began a big chicken soup.  Dealt with a huge backlog of emails.
I am exhausted.
And today life feels like thin broth.
Wishing you a good shabbos.