The year that had passed, with Covid and Meron and Surfside, had had its definite share of dark and uncertain times. But there were also open and hidden miracles, a plethora of brachos, and moments of long-lasting growth.
With the theme of gratitude percolating in my head, I chose a daunting goal. Over the next 24 hours, the duration of my birthday, I’d try to say thank you to a hundred people who’d made an impact on my life. The number 100 felt challenging yet meaningful, and I was ready to undertake the task.
The first thank-you, the most important, was to Hashem. V’al nisecha shebechol yom imanu. My debt of appreciation toward Hashem could fill volumes. After all, every moment of our lives is sustained only through His kindness.
Moving forward, I reached out to those nearest and dearest to me. I expressed gratitude to my parents for all they’d done for me in the past 39 years (and that’s a lot!), to my in-laws for their support and guidance, to my husband and kids for being the best.
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