Solace of Silence

For the first time since we met, I had nothing to say to my friend

Our friendship was as if predestined, all but inevitable. In practically all areas we shared identical preferences; our opinions, sentiments, viewpoints, all uncannily alike. We married within a few months of each other and settled in the same neighborhood in Israel.

On November 9, I caught him davening at the early Shacharis minyan. Apparently, we’d both been up since 5:00 a.m. following the election results.

We celebrated milestones together as well. We had our respective firstborns within a week of each other, and then, some two years later, we each celebrated the birth of another child.

It was as if our very lives were synchronized, until…