Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Sometimes Words Are Useless
"Soon, it will be your turn."
"Hashem must have a reason for you to still be here."
"Hashem knows how much you are yearning to be in Israel and that counts for a lot."
All true statements, and I always appreciated the sentiment behind them, but they weren't exactly uplifting. At the end of the day, my friends got to get on that aliyah flight.
And I didn't.
And, back then, I didn't have a clue when I would be able to.
Now, I look at the friends, all more spiritually worthy than I am, who have the same longing to go, the same painful stuckness, the same inability, because of other commitments, to leave America despite their desperate desires.
And I haven't a clue what to say to them.
All I can do is thank Gd that, in a few months, I"H, it'll be my turn.
Having been in that position for so long, you would think I would have a soothing way to respond to the sadness of those left behind, but I don't. I'm just as much at a loss for words as everyone else.
But I can hug them. And, in that way, communicate that I get it. That's about all I can do, because sometimes, words are useless.
Posted by Rivkah Lambert Adler at 9:58 PM