Tonight I had a special treat: dinner alone with my youngest daughter.
My two oldest kids are away on an overnight tiyul shnati (annual class trip), and Moshe wasn't home yet.
I doctored up some LOs and, before I knew it, we were sitting down to Tofu & Rice w/sesame sauce and A was thanking me for making such a nice dinner.
We chatted about this and that, and then I decided to follow up on a comment that A made earlier in the evening.
I had been talking on the phone, relaying how I once told my eldest daughter that "if you don't feel sorry for yourself, then other people won't feel sorry for you." Both my friend and A simultaneously responded "that's not always true."
So I asked A what she meant by that.
She replied that it depends on whether or not the person knows you.
I asked for an example, and A preceded to tell me about a girl she met just this evening.
I still didn't understand.
A asked if she could write it down. (As she wrote, she explained that she was leaving out some things and only writing the important parts)
Here's what she wrote: (translated into English, and printed here with her permission)
Tamar: How are you getting home?
Me: By foot.
Tamar: Why isn't your father or mother picking you up?
Me: Because my mother is sick and my father works late.
Tamar: Is your mother very sick?
Me: Not really, she has breast cancer.
Tamar: Oy, really?
Me: Yes, but it's not so bad.
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
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