I'm still reeling.
I can't digest this. The enormity of this tragedy...the depth of this pain...It's just to much.
How will these parents go on?
How can it be that a beautiful family of 8 children is suddenly reduced to a family with just one child? A girl who until now had 7 siblings is now an only child. How can that be?
I have so many questions. Questions I'll (probably) never get answers to.
There are no answers when something so big and so incredibly sad happens.
It's just too much.
I don't know.
We can't know.
We can't understand Hashem's ways.
We don't know why this had to happen.
But...I need to take a message. I need to do something. I can't just cry without changing.
I think about fire.
Fire...it has such power.
With fire, one can cook food on the stove, light up a dark room and bring warmth into a cold place. Fire brings peace onto a family when shabbos candles are lit.
But fire can also be so destructive. It can burn a house, it can take people's lives.
It all depends on how it is used.
I think about that. I think about it good and hard.
There are many things that have this power. The power to build, the power to destroy.
How do we use...Our words?
Are we building or destroying? Are we bringing people up or knocking them down?
How do we use...Our time?
Are we using it constructively, building, doing, changing? Or are we letting time pass, wasting precious moments by not fully being present, by doing things that destroy our souls?
How do we use...Our phones?
Do we use them to build...relationships? To bring people up? To listen, support, encourage, share positive things? Or are we using those phones to say things that are mean, hurtful and so destructive?
How do we use...the internet?
It is such a powerful tool. But just like fire, if it is not used properly, if it is not contained, it will destroy. Our lives, or souls, our relationships...and our very own children.
Are we building or destroying? Are we creating or ruining....with the very special gifts we've been blessed with?
I can't know why this happened. No one can know. But I can ask the other kind of why. Like R' Rietti says, maduah and lamah both mean why. Maduah, which comes from da, keeps a person in the past. They want to know, to understand...the details, what caused this and what the reasons are. But we can't really know why it had to happen. Why Hashem gave us such a terrible blow.
The second why, Lamah, comes from Li-mah, to what. What is this bringing me to? How will this horrific tragedy propel me to make changes, to move forward, to become better?
THAT is the only why each of us can answer.
Maybe we can each spend some time thinking about why...what this can bring us to change.
Very soon, we will be burning our chometz, getting rid of the ten pieces of bread we hid after cleaning our houses for pesach.
Can we also look through our closets, drawers and shelves to see if there is anything in there that should be burned in that fire? Do we have clothing, books, cds or magazines that are not good for our neshamos? Are we hurting our souls with the things we are feeding it?
Let's rid our homes and our souls of things that are not good for our spirituality.
Let us throw the negative forces into the fire, purify our souls so that we can give meaning to the only why we can answer.
May Hashem comfort the Sassoon family...because we cannot think of words of comfort. May Hashem comfort each of us with the ultimate nechama in this month of geula so soon.