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Walking Together

A story from work today:

I saw two men that live in assisted living walking down the hallway, slowly, one holding onto the other. They both are not always the most stable at walking, but one is more stable than the other- and so he was helping his friend walk down the hall to find the barber. They even stopped to take a breathing break when one needed a break, and it was obvious that the other did not. And when they eventually found the barber, making sure that the man had a chair to rest in, he had an appointment, and a way to get upstairs after he got his hair cut.

And so the two walk down the hall, one holding the other- just to get to the barber.

Watching this happen (and it is not the first time I have seen it happen), is just about how can I be a good friend. I hope that as I get older, I too will find ways to help those around me, based on my own abilities at the time.

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Author:

I am prone to overthinking and not to sharing. I decided to start writing and see what happens. So here are some stories and life situations (sometimes words of Torah) of a 30 something single woman, who happens to be a rabbi (received ordination in 2017- so there are posts of what that experience was like), will be working as a chaplain (and worked for years with older adults), is regularly asked what city she is located in (started the blog while living in Israel, found herself working in Australia, and will be in New York for at least a year), and is just trying to figure out her place in the world.

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