Once again, my son surprised me.
We were at a simcha, and I had just taken a plate of food.
He wanted to show me something, so I started to walk with him.
"Here, Ima," he said, reaching for the plate, "let me take that for you."
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
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