In the heart of Yerushalayim, my beloved husband Elon, the light of my life, was Niftar, his valiant fight against cancer coming to an end. Each moment feels heavier than the last as we grapple with the reality of his absence. The doctors spoke of medications, beacons of hope, but their promises couldn’t prolong his time with us. As I sit in solitude, torn between grief and caring for our five little children – two boys and three girls – the weight of our loss becomes almost unbearable.
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Compounding our sorrow is the fact that Elon’s illness had left me unable to work. With our sole income now lost, meeting our basic needs has become an even greater challenge. Your kindness and support during this trying time are invaluable as we navigate this journey of grief and healing.
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