kanfei Yona

I Missed a Day ...

That period of my life was a whirlwind of physical and emotional exhaustion. Just getting out of bed in the morning felt like a monumental effort. The simple act of putting on tefillin (phylacteries used in Jewish morning prayer), a commandment I cherish, felt overwhelming. Still, I was determined not to let my struggles sever my connection to my faith. I made a pact with myself: even if I couldn't do it first thing in the morning, I would make sure to put them on sometime during the day. It became my personal ritual, a way of holding onto a sense of normalcy and purpose when everything else felt out of my control. It was a lifeline in a storm.