We were with great friends last night for a fancy dinner and we brought extra cash as recommended.  Tuvia was willing to take a leap of faith with my gentle push and the promise of a great evening with Jane and Michael.

But even though we’ve been making beach plans for February the news from Maryland was not good about one of Tuvia’s longtime friends who had been in decline and finally moved on.

So out of the deep freeze we found Michael and Jane enjoying a beverage at the bar and the place was hoping even at 6:30.

I was psyched for an amazing steak and knew that that would be the one thing that Tuvia and I could share easily… usually but  that was not the case last night.

Nothing was good for him to eat, but we were with friends and that was everything… almost.  So the food wasn’t working and his tragic  news was taking him over and by the time we were back home, defrost and acclimated to our nightly routine and I know this would not be a good night for sleep, and it wasn’t.

Tuvia couldn’t sleep  and so I couldn’t sleep and the night was a long one.

At 2am Tuvia was catching up on his missed dinner with his usual bowl of Kellog’s Corn Flakes and warm milk but even with a full stomach he couldn’t escape his sadness and I couldn’t get inside.

So we were in the valley and I was impatient to get back up the mountain.

Patience… patience…

Seems like tonight will be an easier one now that we have a plan to make a trip to Baltimore next week to spend time with the new widower.

And life continues with more mountains and valleys heading our way.