Last night was the beautiful wedding of our oldest grandson. He married a lovely young lady from the southern part of Israel. OF COURSE , the Belle of the Ball was our daughter Menucha (left).
With Menucha in the photo is our granddaughter, Aviva, who is two years older than her. Since we live right near them and the two girls have pretty much grown up together, they are best friends!
My dear MIL was also with us at the wedding. This was the marriage of her first great-grandchild. Since she lost almost her entire family in the Holocaust, this is an especially very big thing for her--the continuation of her family into another generation. I pray that she will live to see many more happy events like this one.