You may or may not have noticed that there was no “Catching Up” from me last week, which will explain why…
After over two years of being super careful, my husband and I finally got Covid. I will count our blessings this week, as there is much to be grateful for.
Thank you, Hashem, for:
- Dr. Drew Weissman and his team at Penn that modified the mRNA basis for the creation of the vaccines that saved the world. Being vaccinated does not prevent you from getting the virus, but it will almost 100% prevent you from dying.
- Israel, for being the lead on vaccinations, saving countless lives, and setting the bar for the rest of the world.
- Our kids in Israel who stepped up to help their sick parents, and our kids abroad who called and sent countless inquiries as to how we were doing.
- Friends everywhere who kept us in their prayers sent loving notes (including homemade chicken soup and one fruit platter that we lived on for days).
When Covid first hit, the people who were initially and rapidly dying looked like my husband– older, many with underlying conditions. Nine years ago, my husband had open-heart surgery. His cardiologist told him: “Don’t get this.” I remember calling up our kids and telling them that I was shutting it down, and my #1 job was to keep their Abba alive. I was on it. Their job was to keep his spirits high– love him, learn with him, and daven (pray) for him.
We all did our jobs, the vaccines did theirs, and one week since it hit me, I am not 100%, but getting there. My husband is 2-3 days behind me.
We are deeply grateful to have gotten through it together, this past week and these past two years.
We chose Life. And I cry as I write this…. we are eternally grateful that, in turn, Life chose us.