Sweet Shabbat after a stressful work week. I love the Friday night traditions, the candles and prayers, the slow mindful meal and deeper than usual conversations. I love the blessings and the presence of Liam, learning to love the traditions of his faith. Today he helped his parents make challah for the first time and it was unusually tasty - great mix of crispness on the inside and softness on the inside. I walked Lobo after cleaning the kitchen and felt happy in the summer moonlight - lighting far away on the southern horizon, the tensions of the week set aside for now.