
Yael Shevach, who lost her husband Rabbi Raziel in the attack, wrote to me tonight:
It's wedding season, and I'm also returning from a wedding, but I've never been to one like this.
Ephraim Rimel lost his wife Tzipi and his young daughter about three years ago in an accident on Highway 443, when a Palestinian driver was driving at excessive and extreme speed. Ephraim was left paralyzed in his lower body. Ayelet Kolman lost her husband Adiel in the attack.
They both got married tonight.
At the wedding, Ayelet sat on a chair, because Ephraim is in a wheelchair. She just sat next to him the entire wedding, and that means a lot. So many friends and family members stood in front of them and danced in their honor.
It is amazing to me that the extended family members of the late Adiel and the late Tzipi arrived in droves and were there, happy in their joy.
It was an evening to pick up the pieces, shake off the dust, and there was a feeling that the next world and this world were connecting. I felt that such a wedding of two widowers was a kind of cry from us to God. They were essentially opening Chapter 2, despite everything they had been through. They decided to make the best of the bad that had happened to them.
Picking up the pieces, shaking off the dust. After all, none of them wanted to get to this situation in the first place, but they were destined to go through it together. I looked at them and said: Holy One, blessed be He, what about Chapter 2 with us, with Israel, after everything we've been through?
I return home full of strength. I hope the energy that was there touches everyone who reads.