A mitzvah a day, that’s all we ask
I found out who the mysterious C is, who left me flowers by the site of my natural disaster, and it all made perfect sense. It came from my neighbor around the corner who was spreading some love around the neighborhood. A mitzvah for her, for us. Today on the way home from Franklinton, we got off at our exit and a car was broken down with a women standing by the trunk speaking to…