After
this Sunday morning’s Breakfast
& a Class,
the conversation continued in a deeply personal and unscripted way. What
followed was not a formal shiur, not a prepared lecture, and not an attempt to
answer the unanswerable. It was an honest reflection on loss, grief, memory,
and the struggle to hold on to emunah when the heart still aches. 

In this after-class reflection, we
speak personally about the loss of our five-month-old grandson, and about the
images and teachings that have helped the rabbi live with a pain that does not
disappear. Drawing from Midrash, the Zohar, the days of the Omer, and the
language of hashgachah peratit, we explore how a neshamah can come into this
world for only a brief time and yet leave behind light that continues to shine.
This is a raw, personal, and heartfelt reflection for anyone who has faced loss
and is trying to find a way to keep walking with HaShem.