“We’re part of the Chevra Kaddisha of Tzfat, and we’ve been waiting here an hour to find a minyan to bury an old lady”
My mother, of blessed memory, was hospitalized in Beth Israel Medical Center with terminal cancer. Despite the grim prognosis, she remained upbeat and optimistic, trying — as much as her illness would allow — to utilize her time in the hospital productively. That was how Ima had always lived her life. In her mind, every minute of
We marveled at the Hashgachah pratis we had merited — a fluke flight in middle of the night especially for our father z”l
I’ve been in the tzedakah “business” long enough to know Hashem has got me covered.
If we had made the trip to Eretz Yisrael only to hear the story Avi proceeded to tell us, dayeinu — it would have been more than enough
