You know something? When I remember everything I went through as a child-together with my friends, you’ll get to meet them inside–I wonder how did I ever survive?

What helped me survive was my connection to HaKadosh Baruch Hu, my complete emunah-in his leading the world.

You can imagine how difficult it was for me to discover that my precious violin, the memory of my beloved Zeide, broke into pieces.

My heart shattered into a zillion pieces, too. But I right away (OK, almost right away…) told myself that if that’s what Hashem wants, then there’s a reason for it and that the reason is a good one.

Later, we realized it was true: if it wouldn’t have broken…

Oops… it’s a good thing I stopped on time! I’m definitely not planning on telling you the most suspenseful parts of the story! You’ll read about them in the book…