The week of Pesach I decided to write a letter to the Rebbetzin who I spoke to at Chabad earlier in the year. I wanted to thank her for the warmth of her welcome, the lunch her family provided to me for nothin, and for the conversation. I wanted to show how much it meant to me, so I typed the letter up on a typewriter I was given by a friend of mine. I posted the letter and hoped I would hear from the Rebbetzin.
Pesach came and went and I was feeling very glad I had written the letter. Whilst I had expected to hear from the Rebbetzin, only because of her wonderful character and warmth; I was not expecting anything from her. However last week (Thursday) I went to bed and found a voicemail on my mobile phone. It was a message from the Rebbetzin thanking me, and inviting me back to Chabad House to continue our discussions.
I could not think of anything more than how happy I felt. I plan on taking her invitation up, and hope I can further my education in Judaism. If she ever reads this I would hope she realises how wonderful I think her whole family are and how much that my first contact with her family meant to me.
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