Chanukah poem

Dear Hashem,

People ask me how do you do it?

How do you manage the pain and the memories

Chanukah is the darkest time of the year and for you it must be even more so.

You see you took my father to shamyim on chanukah, you took away my parnassah

You gave me the joy of being pregnant only to lose it a few weeks later.

So let me explain to you how I do it.

Yes it feels dark and confusing down here.

Like the blind leading the blind, fumbling in the dark.

Yet up ahead all the way in the front there is a light.

That light is you, leading us out of the darkness.

Reminding us that yes it's hard down here, but we are stronger for it.

That this galus will too come to an end.

Yes it's dark, but there is light up ahead.

The darkness is not as thick as it seems, nor is it as all encompassing.

I might be struggling , but I am not drowning, because I have You to hang onto.

Yes Chanukah is hard, yes I miss my father, yes I miss the baby that I found out about on Chanukah, but I will not break. I will only become stronger for my challenges, and yes I will have my days and hard times when I will break, but it will not be for long.

For you see, even with the hard work, it is good. I have an amazing husband who I decided was the one for me on Chanukah.

Yes the darkness is there, but if I look closely I can feel the light on my face.

Chanukah isn’t about darkness it's about light.

-Dina Weber