Grateful
April 18, 2021
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel”
The week that ended, was a week of Goodbyes. My brother flew back to Israel, and my son back to Japan. They both came here to be with me and support me. Today is also the one-year anniversary of my father passing. Another type of Goodbye. When I look back on their visits, Maya Angelou’s saying is there for me. I do not remember much of our conversations. I do still feel their love, the attention, how they made me feel. My brother came from Israel and while here, he cooked for me the kind of foods I love. My son came every single morning for over a month. While here, he gave me attention in so many loving ways. My daughter Keren is still here. She also comes daily and gives me foot massages. I feel loved when she does that.
My father passed last year today at age 95. My memory of him is love. I remember going up the hill as a little girl and taking a shortcut only to find myself hanging in there between heaven and earth, afraid I will fall all the way down to the bottom of the mountain. All I had to do was to yell “Aba!” once for him to be there in no time and pick me up. For years, he did not say “I love you”, yet his love showed through the many things he did to support me.
Feeling loved and supported is always important. In my condition, while going through hardship, this is even more important than ever. I am committed to keep my moral up, and their love and support helped me do that. Roy, and Yuval, I am so grateful for your traveling this long distance to be with me, and for supporting and loving me the way you did. Thank you so much!