Turning Tides: Windfall

Baruch Hashem I’ve been blessed with a large family. I’ve also been blessed with a laid-back disposition so the fact that at times I feel like a traffic director as kids traipse in and out of the house and I ladle out hundreds of bowls of my famous mushroom soup well it never bothers me. I thrive on it. The bank balance though doesn’t.

I’ve never worked though I always meant to. Every couple of years I’d decide that’s it I’m getting a job but something always came up — we moved that year or I was expecting another baby and then when my daughter was born with Down syndrome I pushed the idea right out of my head. Who can worry about résumés when multiple heart surgeries are scheduled in your calendar? And then there were therapies….

So I put my whole cheerful soul into making a beautiful (in atmosphere that is not decor) home for Chaim and our family and for the many people who drifted in and out of our lives — new baalei teshuvah lonely yeshivah bochurim divorcées and those who were a little bit off unwelcome by society but always welcome in our home.

Whoever it was we’d clear off the latest art projects and math homework and the tools and screws (that’s what happens when you have boys) and find them a bowl of soup a fresh roll. I’d sit and listen to them while I chopped salad or cleaned chicken.