Another Shabbat.
I'm sitting here with a heart that feels like it's being pulled in a thousand directions, waiting for tomorrow.
Four more women are set to be released from captivity.
Four lives that have been through unthinkable darkness.
I'm anxious, excited, and fearful all at once.
Will it go as planned? Will they come back safe? Will they be okay?
I can’t stop hoping that they’ll return in the best state one can after enduring so much — and that tomorrow is the beginning of their long journey toward healing.
To these women I’ve never met but feel deeply for — you are not alone.
You are in the hearts of so many, including mine, waiting and hoping for you to come home.