Last month, on August 9th, I sat down and tried to reflect on the past 12 years.
It has been 12 years since the Sbarro’s bombing in which my wife, Chana was critically injured. Chana is still in the hospital, in a permanent vegetative state.
It has been 12 years since our lives were changed forever.
It is not a good day to reflect on… for me, for her parents or for our daughter.
Our daughter, Sarah has been growing up without a mommy…no hugs, no kisses, no loving glances, no freshly baked chocolate chip cookies when she comes home, not even a reprimand when she needs it, and no motherly advice.
And my wife’s parents?
They lost their daughter that day, and with it, their hopes for her future.
They have had to come to terms with the hard facts of her reality… in one moment, she became a shell of the person she once was.
I have no partner to share my life with, raise Sarah with, and plan a future with…
That is the legacy that the terrorists have left on our family.
But, OneFamily brings a sense of normalcy for all of us, especially for my daughter, Sarah.
Youth Division programs, Therapeutic Camps, and being paired with a special counselor as part of the OneFamily Big Brother/Big Sister Program continues to bring Sara much needed joy and laughter.
OneFamily has provides us financial assistance when we need it and helped my daughter celebrate her Bat-Mitzvah when she turned 12.
OneFamily has been with us from the beginning, helping us every step of the way. OneFamily is our family – and will be our family for the rest of our lives.
Wishing our people no more sorrow and only simchas.