My days have been a little full.
Waking up in the early hours of the morning, not finding my bed until so many hours later, the hours between filled with non-stop on-my-feet work.
At the end of each day, as my tired eyes can barely stay awake, I review the days events, and no matter how difficult the day was, I feel incredibly grateful for the feeling I have.
This summer is opening up my eyes to so many blessings I’ve been gifted with. This summer camp job that is less of a job and more of a lifestyle pushes me daily to the max – but I’m capable of doing it.
I am so lucky and privileged to lead the life I live, to be healthy enough to run around all day, to work as hard as I am.
Oftentimes our eyes are so blinded that blessings are disguised. We forget that the reason we are tired and have aching bones is a blessing in and of itself.
And as Shabbat settles down into my home, I look back at the week behind me, the full, non-stop, exhausting week, and I am filled with the sweetest joy.
With my family all around me, and good food on the table, it is so clear to me how blessed I am.
My blog post of the week will be short, perhaps it doesn’t even qualify as a blog post, but I’m writing it with sleep heavy on my eyes, and I am so grateful for every aching bone.
For it represents so much more than just an ache. The ache will fade on Shabbat, but all the joy will remain.
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