“Ima, please don’t leave me.”

Eli Rabinowitz clutches his mother, tears streaming down his face and he takes shaky breaths, inhaling the soothing, familiar scent of his mother. 

A year ago, Eli’s mother, Miriam Rabinowitz, was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors only gave her a month to live, but Miriam defied their predictions, fighting with epic heroism and strength to be able to be there, and stay alive, for her sixteen children.

“Eli…My sweet, special, Eli.” Miriam gently pulls Eli back and cups his face in her hands, looking deep into his terrified hazel eyes.

“Put your hand on my heart, Eli. Do you feel that? I want you to put your hand on your own heart now. Your heart and mine, they are beating with the same blood. Eli, no matter what happens to me, I want you to know that I will always be with you. If you ever miss me, if you ever feel lost, put your hand on your heart. Feel the rhythm of my love. No matter what happens, Eli, my love for you will stay alive. Forever.”

Three days later, Eli put that same hand on his heart, sobbing his little eyes out, as he watched his mother’s body wrapped in a tallis at her levaya.

Miriam Rabinowitz, a young mother of sixteen children, has passed away this Rosh Chodesh Adar, leaving her entire family drowning in grief. Click here to help>>>

“Miriam was a true tzadekkes and the epitome of an eishes chayil,” laments her husband, R’ Rabinowitz.

“With the simple meager income that we had she created a beautiful family and home, filled with warmth and love and overflowing with happiness…Miriam was everything to them, to us. We didn’t have anything else….”

With his wife gone, R’ Rabinowitz has been left with the daunting task of raising sixteen kids without their mother. Donations are being urgently collected here to help the Rabinowitz family afford their basic needs while they recover from this painful loss. Click here for more information.