...but this has been an unusual shabbos.
A dear friend younger than me has landed in the hospital with a tiny mini-stroke.
All is well, and being treated skillfully. He will heal. Lifestyle---particularly diet---will change.
It is certainly a wake-up call for me too.
Mishka is curled up beside the laptop, as has become her custom, purring in her sleep.
My heart aches for another younger person who is dear to me, who is about to embark upon the same kind of mistake made before, with much more serious possible consequences; and pointing it out fell on deaf---and resentful--- ears.
I have no recourse but prayer. And tears.