Written by Horav Aaron Lopiansky, Rosh Yeshiva, Yeshiva of Greater Washington
(Adapted from his book Time Pieces)
My dear child, it is now a quiet moment late at night. After an exhausting day of Pesach cleaning, you have sunk into the sweetest of sleeps, and I am sitting here with a pile of haggodos, preparing for Seder night. Somehow the words never come out the way I want them to, and the Seder evening is always unpredictable. But so many thoughts and feelings are welling up in my mind and I want to share them with you.
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