It is with much emotion that the family begins the task of rejoining "normal" life, though the definition of normal, has been forever changed. No more daily phone calls. No more weekly grocery shopping. No more Shabbos morning visits.
This past Shabbos was spent with the family all together, gaining strength and comfort from each other's presence. Since all the siblings do not live in the same city and the children are for the most part adults or nearly so, we seldom have a chance to be together in this way and I daresay it was special. Sadly, my mother in law would have loved every minute of our Shabbos meals, only she wasn't there to see it in person, though I firmly believe she does know.