Shabbat is almost here.
It's supposed to be the day of rest, the day of peace.
For me, not always so.
It's often a day to run around, to serve others, to be present for them.
But I still feel Shabbat.
Even with all the running, all the craziness that is coming up tomorrow morning
(A little more on this in tomorrow's post...oy)
I feel Shabbat coming on like a wave...
Blowing over me.
A cool breeze.
And I can't wait!