"Mammelah, and it should be, this year, that . . . "
I distance the phone from my ear. Please no please no please no.
With every Rosh HaShanah, there are enough people who say, "This year you should find your zivug!" And yet, here we are, a year later, and don't we all look stupid.
With every Rosh HaShanah, there are enough people who say, "This year you should find your zivug!" And yet, here we are, a year later, and don't we all look stupid.
But she surprises me.
She pauses, reconsidering.
She pauses, reconsidering.
"You know what, mammelah? All that really matters is that we have our health."
I relax. Thank you thank you thank you.
I relax. Thank you thank you thank you.
And I happen to agree with her.
If we have our health, all is well. We should treasure it and guard it and thank God for it. Every single day.
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