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breathe peace

Call again! I felt an impulse in my heart. I called an elderly sister who touchingly cares for many nuns, some of whom already suffer from dementia, with an alert mind and a loving heart. Every time I talk to her on the phone, I experience the concreteness of her love. "Yesterday I was really happy!" she let me know. An elderly sister had asked to be allowed to eat in her dining room in future. So for more than three weeks she had been present at every meal. "And yesterday our newcomer suddenly stood up and said, 'I am so grateful to be here with you. It just feels good!" When my interlocutor tried to soften the statement a little, the very old sister replied: "Here among you I breathe peace, that is by no means the case in all the groups here in the house!"