James Michener writes “An age is called Dark not because the light fails to shine but because people refuse to see it.”
Yesterday morning, my daughter Elisheva, saw the light. I am so grateful.
We were getting ready for the Shippan Turkey Trot in Stamford. It was very cold. However, while I was focused on staying warm, she showed me a beautiful sight overlooking the Long Island Sound and captured this image.
When reflecting on the flames of the Chanukah, I think about the lights sparkling everywhere. They may be in a sunrise or sunset or a looking into a child’s eyes. The light never fails to shine. May the flames of tonight inspire us never to fail to see them.
Wishing everyone a Chanukah filled with light!