Listening to Life's Messages

After months of staying at home, Yudale finally had a playdate with his friend last week and was enjoying his first trip to the park. He was having fun standing on one of those round tire swings, but when he tried to sit down in the middle of swinging, he fell off and hurt his foot. We knew he most likely broke something, and we quickly rushed him to get an xray, but we were really surprised to learn that he would need an operation 6 hours later in order to put his growth plate back in place. I don’t like operations... but I was grateful to Hashem that it wasn’t for anything more serious, and I was BH able to just relax and accept Hashem’s plan. I anyway had to keep totally positive and calm for my son, and I didn’t let myself worry at all, even for a second.  Yudale would need to spend the next few hours doing all kinds of tests, but we knew that he is BH a strong and brave boy, and decided that I would go back home to take care of the rest of the kids, while my husband would stay wi

I was just 5 years old. I believe it was my first and last time saying something to the Rebbe in person before gimmel tammuz... But sitting here today, 28 years later, all I really    want to say is those same two simple things. “Thank you, Rebbe!” And, “We want Moshiach now!” There’s nothing else to add. The rest is just commentary.  First, I want to say, “Thank you Rebbe” -  For your love, for your kindness, for your sensitivity, for your caring... For your teachings - that inspire me, that encourage me, that uplift me, that empower me, that energize me... For your clear answers and blessings when I reach out to you - through your letters, or your videos, or other obvious Divine Providence... For feeding me faith ever since I was a little girl - in Hashem, in the Torah, in Moshiach, and in myself, and in others... For making my mission so clear, for making us your Shluchim, for giving me such a purposeful meaningful life. For your wise outlook and guidance and advice    - on marriage