Whilst in Jerusalem, I was privileged to attend an hazkarah for my friend Anita.
Just a year ago she succumbed to her illness; she was much too young; she was just beginning to enjoy the wonders of an extended family, which was now including her ‘new’ daughters (in-law) and loving granchildren.
I write this because I was so moved by everyone’s recollections of this extraordinary lady. In a truly quiet and modest way she touched so many. In her professional life, I understand she was remarkable, but I came to know her as a caring friend.
I learned from Anita, and this was reinforced at the hazkarah: No matter how great your personal burden, there is always the capacity to give. I was on the receiving end. At the time when Anita was already in poor health, when she could, easily, have thought only of herself, she gave. She visited me in hospital and at home. She called and she emailed.
I have blogged before about the incredible support I received in my time of need. Now as I think back to those dark days, I remember the joy I felt with each gesture of support and friendship. At the time, several friends, including Anita, had their own troubles, and their gifts of support took on extra meaning.
I, therefore, resolve to do better; to call; to visit; to email and to support, even when it may be difficult - IY”H. I hope I have the ability to do this.
