In my Toastmasters meeting this week, someone gave a speech about kindness and its ties to happiness. We challenged club members to provide some acts of kindness and report back.
I had done mine earlier in the day. I emailed a former work colleague with words of support. He is in a crisis that is unimaginable. He is the smart expert who needs to navigate, but there are many other stakeholders involved who are consumed by grief, rage and horrible loss. They are integral to the decision-making, but their hearts are broken.
I did not expect him to answer me so quickly, but he did. He graciously thanked me for my note. I don’t know how I can help other than to let him know that I am thinking and praying for him. Perhaps that is enough for now.
May his load be lightened.
I will rebuild an altar from the broken fragments of my heartRabbi Yehuda HaChasid, a Polish rabbi who moved to Jerusalem in 1700