“Mi l’Hashem elai!” In every generation, there are those who respond and take a stand for Hashem
Seeing your 14-year-old-daughter in a motorcycle jacket surrounded by similar looking teens is one of them.
Tack on to that the fact that I know this photo was taken on a Friday, and the sun is setting in the sea behind her, and my heart plummets. A battle cry reverberates between my ears. If I tell you it was directed at anyone other than my daughter, I’d be lying. Forget the kids who pulled her into this gang. I’m laser-focused only on her.
The arena of the battle is the home front — only because I don’t hang out with the motorcycle crew. We’re in the middle of the fish course, and I glance at her face, encircled by the hoodie she’s got on.
What’s that sparkle? I knew it! I told her I wouldn’t be able to handle it, but she did it anyway. She got the helix earring. The air is caught in my throat. I can’t breathe.
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