When I was a little girl my father would say my night-time prayers with me. I had this little prayer book (it's dated 1954 when I was 4 or 5) and it's filled with Jewish prayers for children and pretty illustrations. This ritual continued until I reached that inevitable point when I was no longer a child, at least on the outside.
I still pray. I ask God to bestow my loved ones with health and long life. I ask Him to bless the Children of Israel, the State of Israel, all sick people and all humankind. I thank God for my many, many blessings, my wonderful life and our health.
Thank you Dad for teaching me to pray.
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