Diary Entry From My Journey #18

One of the most painful sights in New York City is seeing those sad lost souls who are homeless. They all once had a loving mother who take care of them, fed them and sheltered them. Today they are all alone in the world. One's heart goes out to them.

Amongst religious Jews there are many, many homeless as well. The gemara says at the beginning of Yoma that a WIFE is called "beiso" one's home. Without a wife one is HOMELESS. A woman without a husband is a beautiful home but is EMPTY. How sad!

On this trip I have met many older singles with whom I am close and wish with all my heart that they would find their eternal partner. I hope that before I depart this world I am zoche to bring people together.