Shabbat has been gracious

sitting with friends; an open-hearted shabbos.

----and the new week opens with a shock: the daughter of dear friends is dead.
We are all arranging shifts to sit with her body until the funeral.
I cannot imagine the intensity of pain of parents, family...

Outside, it has been beautiful; and I hear thunder.
It says to me: pay attention. Life can change utterly in the blink of an eye.

I have been down in my beloved's davvenen room to pray.
Now I will go upstairs and do the same.