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Mostly Still Here

Sunday, 18 January 2009

Right before PC and I started dating, I told him that I didn’t want to look into his eyes for fear I might lose myself there. I must have heard that saccharine-sweet line on a TV show and I cannot even recall if I truly believed it. But it sound good and very grown-up. To me, at least.

We’ve all heard the cliche’ that the eyes are the window to the soul and while I’m not certain if it exactly true, I do know that one can tell a lot about a person by looking at his or her eyes.

Thinking back to my meetings with two new doctors this week, I was immediately drawn to the eyes. One had kind eyes. One did not. And in both cases, the eyes were accurate barometers of the personalities.

Yes. Two doctors. My two big outings for the week. Though no longer flat on my back, I’m still under house arrest. OK…the doctor didn’t use that exact term. What he told me was that I am still healing and rest is a significant part of that process. As is a ban on lifting, standing for prolonged periods of time, bending, sudden movement, etc.

It’s frustrating. I’ve been sick for a while and miss my life. For Heaven’s sake, I missed most of the book of Genesis!! And I LOVE the book of Genesis. I miss my work. I’m fortunate that the doctors have allowed me to do much of it from my handy (and beloved) Blackberry as I’ve felt able. But it’s not the same. Just as being a mom in bed is not the same as an active mom who plays on the floor and bakes.

Aw…who am I kidding…

I don’t really bake. I mean, I HAVE baked but it certainly isn’t part of my kids’ image of me. (A pretty diplomatic way of stating the reality.)

Though my lack of homemaking skills prevents me from creating warm and fuzzy memories for the kidlets, at the very least I can give them my thoughts. My beliefs. My passions.

Frume Sarah’s World is really the 2.0 version of the diaries I’ve kept since MomGirafe and DadGiraffe gave my first diary for Chanukah. A Hello Kitty diary. (Hey, it was the 80’s!) It has become an extension of my pulpit. A way to teach. And, on a really, really good day, inspire.

Yes, I am still recuperating. And working from home. And, through my writing, teaching from home. With the fervent desire to be back in my study.

Until then…

Thanks for stopping by my world. Frume Sarah’s World.


PS — Haveil Havalim #201 is live at The Rebbetzin’s Husband.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. Monday, 19 January 2009 7:22 pm

    i’m glad you’ve still got your sense of humor:-)
    and i’m glad that you’re doing the work of resting.

    may healing come speedily!

  2. Lael permalink
    Monday, 19 January 2009 10:53 pm

    I am just in awe of this illness and what it has put you through.

    I can still hear your voice (your teachings) coming through your blog loud and clear….thankfully!


  3. JockBro permalink
    Tuesday, 20 January 2009 11:54 am

    One of the best classes I took in college was “Genesis.” I can still recall the first discussion when we debated why the letters bet-resh-shin-yud-tav is pronounced b’resheet yet translated to “in the beginning” rather than “in a beginning.” Shouldn’t it then be baresheet.

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