And as the sun began to set on this particular Friday evening...

she was reminded of those Friday nights long ago...
in her parents' home...
Shabbos Proper...
Challah and Kiddush and Chicken and Z'mirot...
Laughing and kidding and sometimes crying too...
But ALWAYS...ALWAYS...
cognizant of that feeling
of being swaddled in the fine, soft blanket of Shabbos...
Talking around the table...
Reading the weekly Parsha with her Father, (Zichrono Livracha)...
Oh, my goodness, how he had LOVED SHABBOS....
when the world STOPPED just for a moment...
when there was stillness.....
and a STATUESQUE STILLNESS it was...
Higher and Loftier and More Elegant than anything 'worldly'....
Yes...
an "OTHER-WORLDLY" stillness....
A MANDATORY DAY OF REST...
Marvelous in its utter simplicity....
Sweet times they were....