I was setting the table for shabbos and pulled a bentcher from my bentcher basket. I somehow end up using the same few all the time but this time my hand pulled out a bentcher from Duvy Bodner's daughter's wedding. I didn't even know it was in there. that's when my eyes teared up because I felt it was a sign that all will be alright. It was a way to honor and give thanks to Duvy for helping Joseph. I called Duvy after Shabbos to tell him this story.
By the way I am feeling better. A gut voch.
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