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A Poem by Ella Seltzer What answer should I give When you ask me “How many children do you have?” Shall I say “Two” or “Three”? Well where is the third, your thoughts I tell “He’s in another place, he’s not very well A place where they look after kids like him” (who lie quietly…

I buried my son Yitzchak Meir today. It is almost 2 in the morning now. I have had a full day, starting when I woke up around 5:30 for davening. I am also writing this from the floor, as I am in mourning now, and can’t sit on a chair. I got the kids out…

A Poem by Ella Seltzer Oh Lord, when will it be That the other side Of your tapestry We shall finally see? Our tears like heavy rains fall That in floods gather up When will they overflow the brim Of your wondrous cup? The lonely still searching For their zivug, their mate The childless beseeching…

A Story about Yitzchak Meir, told over on the occasion of his 13th Yahrzeit: My son was born with scarring on the brain on September 28, 1999, in the now defunct Misgav Ledach hospital in Jerusalem. By October 5, the doctors wanted to get a better look at what was going on in his brain,…