Chaplain calls seem to happen on Shabbat these days. Maybe it is because Hashem knows I am available on that day as opposed to during the week when I teach everyday from morning to night (and even after...).
It was nice this time to be with a fellow chaplain from station #69. From what I've seen so far, it seems that daughters are usually more able to cope with the whole ordeal that sons. This case was different. The won was taking care of everything while the daughter could not even face coming to the scene from the nearby town. Fromm call to call, I have never seen two situations alike. People seem to have very varied reactions to the death of loved ones and we can never be sure that we are read them accurately. We like to protect ourselves. Most of us are very good in cloaking our true emotions. We either hide behind a veil of collected coolness, or even cloak our true feelings behind exaggerated emotional outbursts. It is comforting to know that God sees everyone's one's heart. though. I remember answering a call with another fellow chaplain. It was an older lady whose long-time aged caretaker died of a heart-attack in front of her. She was so brave in our presence. But when her intimate friends came in to visit, she burst out in uncontrollable sobs, which was exactly what she needed to do.
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