I think I've alluded to special projects, and being busy with things. I was, and am. Aside from the basement reno, and some other projects, my attention from that and this and those was diverted for a while.
Without knowing how to write about this, really, because it's not my story to tell - I'll direct you to this article, in today's Toronto Star, by Rita Zekas.
The Mighty Team was amazing - and I think the article captures wonderfully how so many wonderful people wanted to do something, anything, to help. I didn't do much, except to provide my hands once in a while, and my head and my heart to Erella. I started a blog to help distribute information, but became overwhelmed and I'm afraid it's a bit dusty. Okay, it's been abandoned. Perhaps it may disappear, or it may need to be resurrected in a new form. There'll always be a need for information such as that.
Erella had been in the periphery of my life ever since I moved to Toronto, until this project drew us closer together. Her sister is one of my very favourite friends, and while originally I wanted to help to honour our friendship as much as to repay Erella for some kind deeds it became something else. It felt good to be good at something. I think I really helped, in a few small ways that mattered to Erella; even if I wasn't there a fraction of the time that others were. It may be that I understand the way to help - or that Josephine taught me that helping is doing what someone needs, not what you want to do for them.
