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“I Wish I Could Give Back”

“For weeks, I had to choose — between medicine for the kids and groceries for Shabbat. I didn’t dare ask for help. I didn’t want pity.

But then, one Thursday, someone knocked on the door — with a warm smile, a big kippah, and bags full of food and kindness.”

“You didn’t ask questions. You didn’t investigate.
You simply gave — with dignity, discretion, and a sense of purpose. Even the kids felt it wasn’t just a ‘donation,’ but light coming straight from the heart.”

“I don’t know how to repay you.
Maybe all I can do is share my story — so that others will know: there is someone to turn to.
Thank you, Azrat Achim, for helping us not only survive — but hold on to our dignity.”