Kallah Thought Her Life Was Over. Then, The Phone Rang.
Below is a letter from an anonymous kallah.* This month, she will get married. To many looking on, she may seem like any other bride. But her journey to the chuppah was anything but normal.
“This is my story.
When my parents passed away in a car crash, my siblings and I were left alone in the house. As the oldest, it was my job to be their mom now. To feed and clothe the kids, to make sure their schools were arranged for the upcoming year. I was only a kid myself.
Before long we were sent to live with strangers. The strangers meant the best for us, but they didn’t know us. It was my job to remember each kid, and to show them that even though our parents were gone, they would not be forgotten.
But who was there to remember me?
In many ways I had to become an adult while I was still a child. This is the case for most orphans. Crying at the levaya of your own mother and father ages you.
Last month, my world turned upside down: Baruch Hashem, I became a kallah.
Not long after the engagement, my joy was knocked down by reality: We have no money. My parents, who would have saved for my chuppah, are gone. I accept that my gown will be from a gemach, that we will be married in a tzedaka hall. But where will we live? Will my chassan start our lives in debt, fearing hunger?…”
This all changed when she received the call, that she had been approved to be a part of Rav Chaim Kanievsky’s monthly orphan wedding campaign. There are 29 others like her, who against all odds, hope that you will believe in their future.
CLICK HERE to join this special campaign, and to add your name to the prayer lists of Rav Chaim Kanievsky & Rav Shteinman, who have personally backed this important cause.
*The kallah in the story above is allegorical. Each of the 30 orphans has their own story of loss.