Still in Boston, waiting for things to shake out. I'm resisting writing about my progress out of some irrational fear that I might jinx myself. Hopefully I'll have some solid news to report soon.
In the meantime, I'm observing Yom Kippur with Mike's family, who have been very gracious in countless ways. We lit some candles, drank some wine, said some prayers, ate some challah and had a wonderful meal before fasting. Many thanks for including me!