95 – Healing what is broken

I fell.
The tears flowed as the pain registered.
“Get up!” – I told myself and cried some more. Impossible.
He approached and asked, “Gveret, do you need help?”
Yes, I nodded. Please, help me!

The Beis Hamikdash. Burned.
The tears flowed as the pain registered.
“How will we ever get back the glory we’ve lost?”
He approached and told us, “Respect each other and it will be rebuilt.”
Yes, we nodded. Please, help us!

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5 weeks in a cast.
Stuck on the couch.
In a fog.
In anticipation.
Will this day ever end?

2000 years in Galus.
Stuck in exile.
In a fog.
In anticipation?
What are we waiting for anyway?

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At last, freedom!
The cast has been removed!
I am free to walk again!
Except – I’ve forgotten how to walk.
And oh, how it hurts me so.

At last, freedom!
We have been granted a home!
We are at peace with our neighbors!
Except – we’ve forgotten what’s missing.
And oh, how it hurts Him so.

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The pain, it’s intense.
How long will this last, I wonder.
If only I knew when it would end.
I would count down the days until I’d recover.
One day, two days, I’m almost there.

The pain, what pain?
What’s this I’m hoping for, I wonder.
If only I knew what I was missing.
Then I would surely count down the days until we would be back together.
One day, two days, we’re almost there.

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“Take something to relieve the pain,” she suggested.
It will help with the inflammation.
You’ll get stronger.
You’ll break the cycle.
You’ll be back to yourself in no time.

“Make simchas even amidst the pain,” He told us.
It will relieve some of the pain.
You’ll find strength.
You’ll break the cycle.
You’ll make your way back to Me.

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Ouuuch, I cried out once more.
What happened?
It just started hurting all over again.
This is another step on the healing journey.
Though I understand it – not at all.

Ouuuch, we all cried out once more. And then it happened another time. And another. And another!
Ad masai!!!
Why does this keep happening? We’re so deeply in pain and cannot possibly recover.
This is another step on the healing journey?!
No, I don’t understand it, not at all.

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Little foot’saleh, I’m listening.
Tell me what it is that you need.
I’ll do anything for you.
To bring your pain to an end.
Tell me — I’m on your side.

My dear sister and brother, I’m finally listening.
I’m ready to do whatever it is that you need.
I’ll do anything for you.
To bring our collective pain to an end.
Tell me — we’re all in this together.

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Accept me for who I am, with my limitations.
Treat me with love and respect.
Let me go at my own pace.
Don’t judge me for my shape, my size, my color, my strength.
I’m always communicating with you…please, just listen.

Accept me for who I am, with my limitations.
Treat me with love and respect.
Let me go at my own pace.
Don’t judge me for my shape, my size, my color, my strength, my sheitel, my skirt length, my hosiery, my actions, my needs.
I’m always communicating with you…please, just listen.

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Dear foot, you are part of me.
I need you forever.
You are my stability.
Your needs are my needs.
For we are one.

Dear sister and brother, you are part of me — you are my feet, my arms, my eyes, my heart, my soul.
I need you forever.
You are my stability.
Your needs are my needs.
For we are one.

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May we merit to see the Beis Hamikdash rebuilt, speedily, in our days.