In the summer I turned 17, I flew for the first time in my life. To America. You might think a seventeen years old girl would be enthusiastic about flying for the first time ,and to another continent, but this wasn't the case. I flew to visit and help my sister , and help her take care of her two little sons ,as the third one was on the way. Her second boy was Benjamin , or Benny.
I hope he doesn't mind my writing his name over this blog . Benny was a beautiful boy, big blue eyes , curly golden hair ,and a few freckles to match , but what was captivating about him , was his charecter. I have never seen a two years old with such a great sense of humor ,and such high emotional intelligence. You see, his older brother , 3 years old was not a regular boy. At three he wrote and read English and Hebrew ,drew amazing pictures that would have been more suitable for 6 graders ,and acted very very strange , speaking to himself. Later on he was diagnosed as Asperger. Benny is the second one ,and had to manoover between his restless brother ,and somewhat embroiled family.
Was he five or six when they returned back to Israel?
It is very late, so I'll be short although there is much to tell. Benjamin is now 32 and he is in critical condition in intensive care , in the hospital , fighting for his life.He had an operation , but things went bad .
He is a devoted husband ,and a loving dad. A self made young man overcoming so many challenges to become a successful hi-tech person - but words are so little. "Hi tech person" sounds so cold and detached from what Benjamin is. He still has this amazing emotional intelligence ,and simple kindness that so few poeple have . He is the sun and the ocean to me . I have been crying on and off during this past week .Cannot find rest , I wonder if my silly prayers matter . Do they matter ? If you read this ,please say a preayer for him.
One must not count on miracles , but sometimes you cannot help but hope for them.
Thank you for reading .
I hope he doesn't mind my writing his name over this blog . Benny was a beautiful boy, big blue eyes , curly golden hair ,and a few freckles to match , but what was captivating about him , was his charecter. I have never seen a two years old with such a great sense of humor ,and such high emotional intelligence. You see, his older brother , 3 years old was not a regular boy. At three he wrote and read English and Hebrew ,drew amazing pictures that would have been more suitable for 6 graders ,and acted very very strange , speaking to himself. Later on he was diagnosed as Asperger. Benny is the second one ,and had to manoover between his restless brother ,and somewhat embroiled family.
Was he five or six when they returned back to Israel?
It is very late, so I'll be short although there is much to tell. Benjamin is now 32 and he is in critical condition in intensive care , in the hospital , fighting for his life.He had an operation , but things went bad .
He is a devoted husband ,and a loving dad. A self made young man overcoming so many challenges to become a successful hi-tech person - but words are so little. "Hi tech person" sounds so cold and detached from what Benjamin is. He still has this amazing emotional intelligence ,and simple kindness that so few poeple have . He is the sun and the ocean to me . I have been crying on and off during this past week .Cannot find rest , I wonder if my silly prayers matter . Do they matter ? If you read this ,please say a preayer for him.
One must not count on miracles , but sometimes you cannot help but hope for them.
Thank you for reading .
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