eulogy

Our beloved Rachel, You were born exactly 20 years ago, on the seventh of Pesach 5764. A charming and beloved baby. When you were less than a year old, we moved to Gush Katif, and from there we returned to Talmon in painful days. You had a sweet childhood in Talmon, and when you were in the beginning of third grade, we moved to Ramat Hen. Together with us, you were a partner in connecting with the people of Israel. Everyone who saw you was captivated by your charm, a girl full of grace, with beautiful eyes, attentive to everyone who came your way. Sensitive, understanding social connections and giving of your best to everyone in need. In ninth grade, you chose to study at the Halutza Ulpan in the Gaza Envelope, where you also easily connected with all the girls and were loved by the teachers. During your high school years, days began when your strength weakened. You moved to the Ma'ale Levona Ulpan. There, too, you quickly became popular with everyone. But during these years, depression gradually took over your life. There were good days, but there were days when you were devoid of Strength. It took us a while to understand that you were dealing with depression. You were independent in your path, you went to a pre-military preparatory school, and you decided to join the army. A plan that ultimately did not come to fruition. Despite all the complexities, your relationship with us, father and mother, was always good and loving. You knew that no matter what, we were with you and by your side. Your brothers and sisters, your sisters-in-law and brother-in-law, Grandpa Shlomo, my grandparents and grandmother Yehudit, your uncles and aunts, were also always there for you. You felt the love of each and every one of them, and you also gave love at all times. You loved your nephews and niece, and the moments you spent with them were moments of grace for you and for them. The ways of God are hidden. You struggled with depression that dragged you down, you volunteered at MDA in ambulances and on standby, literally saving lives as a dispatcher until last Shabbat night. Our Rachel, You will always be a part of us, one of the eight diamonds that God blessed us with. We know that we did everything we could. We spared no effort or resources in our attempts to help you. At all times you said to me: "Thank you very much, Mom," you knew how to recognize and cherish our efforts. And now, our beloved child, rest in peace in your bed, May your pure soul be bound in the bundle of life. And to you, beloved children, our Rachel fought and struggled, and unfortunately her life ended in such a painful way. We will continue and will always be there for each other. We will remember Rachel in all her goodness, and we will continue, with God's help, in a life full of goodness that God has given us. We love you so much. God gave and God took away, blessed be the name of God.