Finding Emunah

Wow, where do I even begin? These last couple of weeks have been an absolute blessing. It has been busy, meaningful, and unforgettable. My family and I traveled to Eretz Israel to celebrate Passover, and it was such a beautiful experience.

Some days are just an adventure from start to finish. My day started off beautifully I got the kids ready, dropped them off at school, and dove into my daily routine.

There is a quiet wave of heartbreak moving through our community—women navigating divorce, feeling sadness, vulnerability, and grief. I see it in their eyes, in their voices, in the way they speak about their past and their fears for the future.

Some days feel heavy, uncertain, and overwhelming, but being a source of light for others is one of the greatest gifts we can offer. It doesn’t take much sometimes, all it takes is a kind word, a listening ear, or a simple reminder that they are not alone.

This morning, I woke up with energy for no particular reason. You know those mornings where the simplest joy is just being? That was me. As I soaked in the moment, I realized it’s been over a month since my last blog post.

Today was my daughter’s third birthday party, and it was truly magical. The theme was all things princess, and the house was transformed into a royal kingdom filled with tiaras, glitter, and smiles. Her little friends came dressed as princesses, each one glowing with joy as they twirled and played.