How did that night of Yetzias Mitzrayim look, as the Jews sat in their homes, eating the Korban Pesach, and waiting for the promise of “chatzos halaylah” to be fulfilled?
Chumie was… electric. She knew how to transform the mundane into the magical, she left a trail of glitter everywhere she went. Sometimes Dovi wondered what she saw in him
We hope you can savor this offering as we pray for the time when the Kosel will again be not a final destination, but a gateway to Hashem’s presence on earth