How the tragedy of Oct. 7 allowed a mother who grieved for years over the loss of her young daughter to make space for the sadness of the Jewish people today.
I am reminded of my thoughts at the beginning of COVID: my parents were no longer alive, and they didn't have to live through that angst that we all felt (death potentially hanging in the air).
This is a deeply beautiful, inspiring essay. Thank you for publishing it.
I am reminded of my thoughts at the beginning of COVID: my parents were no longer alive, and they didn't have to live through that angst that we all felt (death potentially hanging in the air).