Chesbon Nefesh
I have recently returned from a visit to my grandson in PE. The 72 hours of sadness remain a fact of life. It was a wonderful visit and his parents were so kind and considerate towards me. I was able to teach the few classes I had as well as attend some of the usual prayer meetings. It was a blessing. I would call down the passage to ask after his well-being while walking towards him and kissing his hair when I got there. I hugged him multiple times a day and told him I love him. This was only my 2nd visit to his new home. How blessed I was to be so close to him for so long. We walked to the local shop a few times. On our last morning together we bought some Chappies and we sat together on the sofa while he opened and ate them, reading the fun facts on the papers to me. We learned some interesting things together. We played with his dogs, Brandy and Patches. I watched him play games on his PC. We did some walking...
