5REBLOG135REBLOG"There was once a girl who was davening at the kosel on Tisha B’Av and crying.
Her friends asked her what she was crying about. They wondered what she really felt.
She replied that she was crying because she didn’t know what she should be crying about. She didn’t know what to feel.
Today, we are so lost; we don’t even know what we’re missing."Excerpted from email which took from Divreichizuk.com (via girloverhere)24