It stormed outside as we sat as a family by our table, eating, singing, chatting and enjoying the warmth in juxtaposition to the cold outside. The meal wore down, the kids started to go to sleep and the storm grew even more fierce. Then the lights went out. The fuse blew and we had the quietest Shabbos we have experienced in a long time.
It is incredible how quite the house is without the fridge, the freezer, the oxygen concentrator or the lights. My son's feeding pump, which B"H has a battery, seemed loud, but the silence was even louder.
It was a Shabbos of cold food, snuggles under blankets (we learned our gas heat needs electricity!) and quiet. Since we are heading into the holiday of Purim, which is anything but quiet it was perfect. Just was God ordered.
After Shabbos I baked my last batch of bagels to give out to friends and neighbors in the morning and will be packaging Mishloach Manos tonight.
We had a group of women over for my husbands Megilas Esther (Scroll of Esther) leining (reading) tonight and the holiday has begun!
I feel light and free and am enjoying having cancer on the back back burner. It isn't in my face like it was all week. Knowing that there are no lab results to check for and having family time with lots to do is a very welcome change. Family, friends, kids in costume, and good food are even more appreciate than usual.
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