I delivered the Torah mantle Wednesday afternoon. It was an emotional time both for me and for Benjy's parents. They both wondered about how I applied the beads to the surface of the mantle. They were surprised that I had hand-stitched each one into place and were delighted by the variety of beads I had used. We spent a long time together talking about many things, family, Benjiy, the meaning of the verse chosen, grief, children, and the mantle. Our conversation swooped and looped. At various moments there were tears. I am just so happy that Benjy's parents are so pleased. I have been working at a supercharged speed since switching the house over for Passover. If you are attuned to the Jewish calendar that's seven weeks. My husband strongly suggested that I take a day off. Yesterday, I took something of a busman's holiday. I made a small batch of napkins. A number of our napkins have been demoted to the schmatta pile over the past several months. Our everyday napkin...
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