As it was happening, I was vaguely aware of it. A sensation so surreal that even in the midst of it, I knew I would never be able to accurately describe it. Shock, elation, joy, dizziness, surprise. For the briefest of moments, I felt something glass-like expand within my soul, filling the space with an arctic warmth. No sound. A dull roar.
Fifty friends and family members applauded me on the arrival to my fifth decade. PC planned the whole thing — with assistance from MomGiraffe, DadGiraffe, and SuperMom. At first, the blur of faces began to crystallize into recognizable individuals. Which is when I realized that PepGiraffe (NY), JockBro & Syl (TX), and Ace & Bette (PA) were all present and accounted for! Yes, all of my sibs had flown into town for my surprise party.
And the feeling that I attempted to describe? I realized this past Shabbos, thanks to our scholar-in-residence, that it could be summed up in just one word.