I feel like an empty shell, just going through the motions. I guess I’m still pretty tired despite getting more sleep the past few days.
The one thing that has brought me a lot of joy lately is seeing students finishing their conversions. One of them asked specifically for me to be a witness at the mikvah and that meant a lot.
My mom hated being in pictures and it was like yanking teeth trying to get her to pose for a photo. We never did any family portraits, so, for Mother’s Day a few years ago, I had someone draw a picture of us and our (then) four dogs. I always meant to get it custom framed for her and I never did. It’s one of the many regrets I have, especially since most of the figures in that portrait are now gone, Mom, Bowser, Jack, and Roxy, and there’s only two left, me and Maxine. I finally went to Michael’s today and chose the frame and matting. Better late than never, I guess, but I feel massive guilt.
And that’s all I have the energy for today.