I'm Back!

Yes , it's been a while since you've heard from me.Technically, the last thing I sent out was last Friday when we finished counting the Omer.
The last time I actually wrote to you was last Wednesday.
To catch up, the mishaps that befell me at the beginning of the week last week, the fall, the storm and the steering wheel debacle, knocked the proverbial crap out of me. 
Just getting through each day was about all I could accomplish. Hence my silence. 
 I'm back now and well on my way to a complete recovery.
Hopefully I've weathered the storm and there will be only clear skies and smooth sailing ahead,at least for the immediate future!
I am a little sad though.
This past weekend we celebrated the holiday Shavuot, one of the 3 biblical festivals, the other 2 being Sukkot and Passover. 
I should correct myself in that I really did not celebrate the holiday at all. 
And that is what is saddening me. Not so much that I didn't celebrate, rather that I am not saddened about not celebrating.
I actually made some very clear and conscious choices in deciding to other things in lieu of observing the holiday as I normally would.
 I didn't go to shul.
I didn't participate in the all night learning session on Saturday night.
We did not have a festive holiday meal.
We did not light candles, either the holiday candles or the yahrzeit (remembereance ) candles.
I did not attend services for Yizkor, the prayers where we remember those who are no longer with us.
And all of these things that I did not do were a direct consequence of choices I made. 
On Saturday, after helping out at the shop,my body was shot. I chose to rest and take care of myself instead of dragging myself to the tikkun  (the all night learning).
On Sunday, since I had the day off, I chose to accompany Susan on her visit to her parents. Since my work schedule changed a few months ago, I have not been able to do that with her. I thought it would be nice to visit with them as well as keeping my wife company.
On Monday, Susan had a number of medical appointments. I chose to keep her company, serve as her chauffeur, and support as we drove nearly 100 miles seeing 3 doctors starting out at 7:30 in the morning. Her last appointment finished up just before 4, when I had to meet up with Becca and tend to some things with her.  
So on my day off I left the house at 7:30 in the morning and did not return home until after 8 pm.
I chose to do all of this.
I also chose to not observe the holiday as I might have in the past or as "they" say one should.
Simply,"They" don't have a clue as to what I believe to be important today.
I am also pretty sure HE understands.