I had a very different type of post planned to put up to today, it was all ready, the words, font, layout, I could picture the whole thing in my mind and then I got a call. You decided that I deserved the zechus of taking challah with a bracha and was passing your opportunity onto me as you knew that I was not planning on making challah. Now that might seem nice but it wasnt just that, you live about 40 minute drive away and as I was not able to come out to you, you drove all the way to me (a 1.5 hour round trip in all!) I haven't forgotten that you are also b''h the mother of a quite a large family and this is on one of the busiest Friday's of the year...but you really wanted to and one can always find time for that which we really want (so you told me). You brought along the special Yehei Rotzon to say and all your ready-made dough and left me with a small bowl of dough and instructions so that I too could make a 'shlissel challah'. I told you that it wasn't necessary but you said that you wanted my house to smell nice too. You went home and did your challah and continously rang me to make sure that everything was going ok.
My dear friend, the way you spoke and behaved, it really wasn't a big deal to you, you never at any time made me feel that you where going out your way for me but I want you to know that although you will never read this tribute to yourself, you did something very special today and gave me a gift worth much more than that of the challah. You helped me to feel whole.