To the staff at the Ezer Mizion kitchen,
Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve loved the kitchen, with all its secrets, magic, and aromas. At age ten, I functioned like a young chef. After I got married, I opened a boutique catering business at home for pastries and specialty dishes, and this served as an adequate source of income for our young family.
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‘Dedicated’ –a word found in almost every dinner journal. It’s overused, almost trite. But since the English language hasn’t produced a better word, it will have to suffice to describe Yitzchok and his wife.
Yitzchok was a dedicated Ezer Mizion volunteer. He had been a part of the Ezer Mizion family for many years offering rides to cancer patients and their family members, picking up items vital to the well-being of the ill and the elderly. His ‘Sure. I can do it.’ was a pleasure to hear. It was the Friday morning before Purim, the week before the Corona craziness took over our lives. A request came in for a pickup of salads and side dishes to be delivered to a family who was battling serious illness. The delivery had to be made before Shabbos. Yitzchok was available and took the call. He picked up the food, beautifully packaged and neatly labeled, and began making his way to the recipient’s home.
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It was a normal day. Just like every other Wednesday. Miriam* got the kids off to school, straightened out the house, put in a load of laundry and then left for her volunteer job delivering hot meals to families spending hours at a hospital bedside. Continue reading A Small Drink…A Big Thank You
If words of praise were drops of water, this page would turn into an ocean of thanks and adulation, after I experienced more than help, more than support, more than just a ride from point A to point B. Continue reading A Letter Meant for You, Our Dear Friends and Supporters
I was trying. Friends and relatives were also helping. The situation was beyond hopeless and I was helpless to keep things together. I had three children in three separate hospitals, located in various parts of the country. One was in a mental hospital, two in medical hospitals. Can you imagine the anguish, the sights I witnessed daily? The despair when I had to leave one to visit another. The tiny bewildered faces at the window at home watching Mommy leave…again. The exhaustion- both physical and emotional. The frustration when twenty-four hours were far from enough in each day. The astronomical expenses incurred on top of less money coming in. Continue reading Hospital ‘Rounds’ via What’s App
Hello. I was in Sharei Tzedek hospital, staying with 2 grandsons about 2 weeks ago. I flew in from NJ to help our children. I came from the airport to take a shift at the hospital with no food. Someone from your organization came around delivering food to people who weren’t patients. It was beyond amazing! My daughter and I were just discussing how we could get lunch and you showed up! Unbelievable! Thank-you! It was the best lunch ever!
Debbie S.
We are currently visiting and had to take our daughter to out- patients last evening. It was traumatic and Boruch HASHEM all was okay. Ezer Mezion was there with a coffee trolley and biscuits and kindness. I would liken Ezer Mizion to water. It seeps into every corner. So do the activities Ezer Mizion. Its chessed seeps into every corner of people’s lives.
Thank you and please convey our thanks to the hanholla. You have no idea what that chessed means. May you all have koach (strength) to carry out this wonderful avoida (service).
Sincerely,
A visiting family from South Africa
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תאריך: יום ב׳, 7 בספט’ 2015 20:51
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Shalom,
I have been so blessed by the dear ladies of Ezer Mizion who come to Hadassah ER.
The coffee, cakes, meals have been so helpful to me and sooo many others, and the ladies themselves are the most special of all.
Toda raba, and Shana tova! 🙂
Michele.
Life was fine. There were the usual bumps in the road. Nothing to write home about. That was before I fell into a black hole.
It had been a frustrating few weeks. My son wasn’t feeling well. It threw my schedule off what with having to take off so many days from work. Appointments had to be cancelled. Some clients weren’t too happy. The doctor prescribed some medication and I thought we were done but a few days later we were back in his office, another day off from work. It was really getting to my son also. It was no fun for him to hear all about the funny things that happened at school from frien
ds at night. He wanted to be back on his regular schedule. He even missed a school trip. We were both in lousy moods, frustrated at not being able to get back to our routines. The phone rang one afternoon. They were calling from the doctor’s office. Continue reading Lottie’s Kitchen
Two weeks ago, I found myself an extremely gracious recipient of your chesed. I was stranded on an almost 9 hour ‘excursion’ at Hadassah Ein Kareim with 5 hungry small children. ……
The children were hungry. I had nothing to give them.
Thank you!!! Thank you!!!
