Yirmiyahu’s Jerusalem is a mother, like me
It’s a challenge to fully experience Tishah B’Av when you’re blessed, as I am, with small children. Yirmiyahu’s Jerusalem is a mother, like me. Her role is defined by the children she shelters and loves. But she hasn’t spent the past few hours holding, nurturing, or comforting her children. Her children are gone, their beds empty, their favorite books unread and their toys untouched. She sits alone, knowing that as late as she remains awake, as long as she sits at her post, no one is on their way home.
(Originally featured in Family First, Issue 804)
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