Dear Grandma,
The hostage deal comes to be on your yahrzeit, 10 Kislev.
5 years since I held your hand and you became my closest guardian angel.
This hostage deal has us all spinning in a strange mixed bag of emotions.
I like to believe a soul has special privileges and power on the yahrzeit. On the first, I went into labor with Leora Miriam, named after you. And each year since, I’ve felt you there with me, one way or another.
But this year, I’m not the one who needs a little sign that everything will be okay.
Grandma, if you can, go to Gaza.
Please be with our people as they cross back to Israel.
Please be with our people still held hostage. When they sleep, tell them they will be home soon. Tell them we are coming for them.
And if you can’t, if Gaza is not good for the soul, wait on that first inch of Israeli soil to welcome them home.
Please be with them all.
Especially the children.
In life, your hugs were home, the warmest and safest place. Let them know, in whatever way you can, they are coming back home, the warmest and safest place.
I’ll see you next year, God willing, on 10 Kislev.
I miss you every single day and love you forever.
🕯️ לעילוי נשמת מרים אסתר בת אברהם ודבורה
