5:30 am Being careful not to trip on any toys, I tiptoe through my apartment, searching each room for dirty laundry.
Crouching in my bathroom, I empty the dryer into a basket, transfer the wet laundry to the dryer, fill and start the washing machine, and pile the next dirty load on the floor.
By 7:45 am, I will be walking out the door with my three children, ready for the day ahead of us.
So I don't have much time. Wash a few dishes, clear the table, set breakfast out, and start waking the children.
The morning is always a hard time for me.
At 7:00 am, Yoni used to come home from Shacharit, and I would have his coffee ready ☕. He would calmly help get everyone ready and out the door.
But Yoni was killed in action last March. It's been almost a year now. I wonder if my heart will ever stop throbbing through my morning routine. 😞
Shomrei Yisrael has been a blessing My loneliness is intense, but at least the financial pressure has eased.
Right now, they are running a campaign to build an essential fund for me, and 85 other war widows. This fund is crucial for us to make it on one paycheck, as single moms.
Please help build the fund – Our pain and sacrifice is great. There is no end in sight for our financial woes. Please give generously - HELP US HERE >>>
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