I met my ustazah at the mosque last Sunday night. She was my Al Quran teacher. She doesn't teach Al Quran anymore. She looked weak but still wanted to perform the  tarawih prayer in congregation. I  hugged her and gave something in her palm. I still remember she told me years ago that she didn't want to sit on a chair while praying because she wanted to do the sujud. Until now, she's praying without a chair.  Alhamdulillah.