Saturday, August 6, 2011

Old Shoe

I went to synagogue last night and felt so comfortable, as if I were wearing the proverbial old shoe. I could have stayed up all last night talking. I saw choirmate Harriet, who looked so thin, it was alarming. She had had some ups and down after losing her leg some months back. While I was going through my own difficulties, she was suffering. But she was there, in her wheelchair, with her son. I plan to keep closer tabs now that I will be out of work as of Tuesday.
Soon the Jewish year will start again, in late Sept. Things go on.


marlyat2 said...

There are some places where you go and they take you in. Not very many.

Robbi said...

Not many, but a few.