It feels absolutely ages since I've last posted. It feels that this week has been some kind of a race for us: at work and in life... My D's colleague's little son was in a critical condition in the hospital after appendix removal. My husband had to go to the hospital few times a day, arrange blood units, talk to doctors. But today we have got news that the baby is improving, and I pray that he recovers now soon and his mother will be able to embrace her little one finally :)
On the other side, I had a totally great Friday, as we held a summer camp teachers' training with my colleagues. It was my first such experience as a trainer, and in my opinion, I was able to deliver the content well, interacting with the teachers and the trainers during my sessions. After 3 hour training we got a permission to go back home, but we didn't :) And a friend-colleague of mine offered two of us to visit her house. We had lovely girls' time, chatting, laughing, discussing the training and our work (of course), having coffee with biscuits. When I came back home, I still felt so excited and happy, so content; whatever the feeling was about, I couldn't not to notice that unusual energy inside me when I realized it was time of the Full Moon. Of course, it was She, silent and bright, generously giving its best to those who need it.
Even when the full moon day was gone, I had its traces in all what I was doing. I started a cute crochet project. Here is just the beginning, but I've done almost the whole doll as of now. I don't know if she comes out to be beautiful and cute, but I tried hard to make her such. I shall invent a name for her, once she is finished.
I had a pleasant surprise from an HR manager of the company I work for - REAL Turkish coffee! From Israel... :) It happens so sometimes, and this is just great! I can't make out what's written on the packet - my knowledge of Hebrew unfortunately didn't advance beyond alphabets determination, but perhaps I'd start learning it anew. This gift so much timely, as I ran out of coffee I brought from home last year.
Now the "brew of Gods" (Magaly ;)) is stored in my special painted glass jar, and what is the best - it is purely MY, as no one else (except my D, who occasionally asks for a cup of this fragrant drink) likes it as much as I do. I don't really remember when this coffee drinking started, but I suppose when my uncle came from Germany about 10 years ago and gifted us a coffee maker. Since then I've been in love.
Life goes on its own I believe, not asking us what we would like the day to unfold... It just offers us what it has. The main thing is to always have someone who takes care of you, who loves and who will always be there (and here) for you.
Have a blessed week, my dears!