My husband's cousin has been in Israel for three weeks now on a learning vacation. She has been too busy with her studies until today for us to get together. It is a fast day, and normally I would have just stayed home, but it has been over two years since we have seen this branch of our family and a little thing like a bit of hunger and thirst wasn't going to keep us away.
So we met in a museum and then went to their hotel, enjoying the breezes by the pool for a little while before heading off to their room to see the beautiful view of the old city beyond their hotel window. What a wonderful sight to see on a Shabbat morning I opined.
We talked about so many little things; politics and family, how the move effected our children and ourselves. A nice quiet family visit, and then my husband headed off to work and I herded the Monkey, the only child to come with us, home.
By this time I was a bit tired and washed out, so I flopped onto the couch and flipped through the television listing, finally settling on the news.
Grandparents Killed in a Roadside Attack.
A couple heading home after Shabbat, who had been on a visit like the one I had just had, a nice Shabbat visit with family. They get back in their car and never make it home.
And Sharon threatens to get tough. Again.
Posted by Rachel Ann at July 24, 2005 04:09 PM | TrackBackIs it any wonder we're all depressed? :(
Posted by: esther at July 26, 2005 02:30 AM