Just a thought for these tough times.

Stay strong, my friends.

My Dad’s insurance finally cut off payment for the horrendous rehab he’s staying at. Now he gets to pay for the pleasure of no one following through on what they say.

We might find another place for him, just until his leg heals enough to bear some weight. My Dad is a big guy. We simply can’t handle him at home.

“It has been hard” would be an understatement. I’m not always proud of how I’ve handled this meshugaas (craziness, for the non-Yids).

Just remember – Tomorrow’s a blank slate.

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