The last two days have been crazy busy with the previously mentioned childcare supervision duties. I will say that when I was asked to take this on I was told that there would be plenty of volunteers to sit at the registration table. This turned out not to be the case so I was on call for 3 solid hours today.
I still haven't heard the shofar this year but I did slip away briefly today and managed to squeeze a 2-day holiday into one hour. The services at this time of year have their own special melodies and songs which seem to bring out intense emotions in me and yes, even public tears, much to my children's horror. Luckily I was solo and, despite the harried morning, was surprised to find myself briefly transported and while my prayer experience was far from ideal, I am grateful for some quiet, contemplative time which, as it turns out, was just enough.