A year ago I was at my nephew’s bar mitzvah. Bar mitzvahs are the hardest because you can’t stop thinking But we did this we also got all those brachos he was so happy to lein as well and all those other unhelpful things we think. My nephew is named for my father and my grandmother a Holocaust survivor of strong faith and stronger spirit got teary-eyed as she sat down next to me for the leining of my adorable nephew.