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The words leap off the page, suddenly so much more real than prayers mumbled
A Different Counting Shavuos 5782
Calmly, I called my son. “Please tell Daddy I’ve broken my leg. You’ll need to call an ambulance”
A Different Counting Shavuos 5782
For seven weeks, we’ve counted, night after night, anticipation building
A Different Counting Shavuos 5782
I count each breath, I count each heartbeat, I count each step. I wish I can just transport myself to the end goal
A Different Counting Shavuos 5782
Nothing compared to seeing my own mother telling these stories, creating history in real time
