Cheshvan: And Avraham Said Hineini   

I stood there in the cold corridor, alone, and I burst into tears. But I didn’t have much time to cry, because I had to break the news to my wife. Before I could do that though, I was called for a meeting with some of the senior doctors, who explained to me how serious the situation was. They didn’t even give me time to absorb what was happening. They just wanted me to agree to disconnect the life-support machines, because as far as they were concerned, it was a waste of our time.

I very gently shared the news with my wife. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “Avremy, promise me that you won’t give up on the baby. Promise me that we’ll take her home at any cost and in any situation, because that is what I want. This is my child.” This is the strength of a Jewish mother.