The Crying Mom I Saw Yesterday

The Crying Mom I Saw Yesterday
Yesterday afternoon I was walking my boys home from camp when I noticed a neighbor sitting on the edge of the path, watching her toddler, looking really down. It looked like she had even been crying.
I said, “Shalom, Tali*, how are you?” And in response she just whispered “Baruch Hashem” and twisted her face back towards the ground.
And I thought to myself: I wonder if she’s so depressed. Or having marriage troubles. Or financial troubles. Or maybe, G-d forbid (I noticed she was very pregnant) the doctor didn’t find a pulse…
And then I went home and before I knew it 4:30 had turned into 1 AM, and I went to sleep.
And when I woke up this morning I had a whatsapp waiting for me, “Mazal tov to Tali Cohen on the birth of a healthy baby boy! Please use this link to bring them a meal.”
And the words from this psalm popped into my head:
בערב ילין בכי ולבקר רנה
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”
May joy come soon as well for all those crying today. And waiting, like Tali was, for the dawn of a new day.

3 comments

  1. gorgeous, thanks so much!

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