Gwenyfur

As these last 14 months have come and gone, working, taking care of the family, the house, the issue of transportation...and the lack thereof for 7 months...and all of the other insanity that life has thrown at us this past year...I'm finally unplugging and getting away...in the process I've also realized something...

The Sabbath isn't just a holy day to spend in G-d's presence...though that is what you think of when you hear "Sabbath"...the day with the family to worship...

Often when I'm struggling with a matter, stressed, tired, hurting, I act less than human, I go off into my "cave" as a wounded animal, and "lick my wounds" and insulate myself with walls that are no more breachable than the walls of ancient Troy. Friends and enemies alike are met with cold distance, remote courtesy, and distrust.

In these times I realize the stupidity that comes with treating pain and loneliness with isolation, but in the traditions of standing...