THE GROAN THAT SAVED ME

It was only with the final Kaddish Yasom that I stopped; I absolutely could not continue. When they had all finished the Kaddish and I tried again and again to continue, the man suddenly turned to me. He raised his tallis and fixed his clear gaze upon me; his eyes were a bit red. He stood for a moment and then came over to me, slowly, up close, until I noticed his rapid breathing. He took my hand and whispered, “Be strong, my child.”

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