Todah Rabah & HaTikvah

Dear Meir, I thank you, deeply and entirely, for the time you gave so freely. 
What you shared with me turned my stay into something extraordinary.

Your welcome was more than hospitality— it was generosity without condition. 
You let me rest in your space, and that kindness filled my life with warmth I still carry.

I remember those days without regret. 
But I carry the weight of that moment later, when my words, unfiltered and sharp, found their mark.

You were the last person I ever wished to wound. 
Yet I did. And for that, I am sorry in a way words still fail.

I tried to show you how deep my regret runs, 
tried to explain that those words were not true reflections of my heart. 
But I know I failed.

Now it seems as if hurt has set itself like stone between us. 
Still, I hold onto hope like a quiet prayer— that forgiveness will someday arrive on your own terms, 
when it is ready and when you are.

Meir near the place where he lives.

Bougainvillea near Meir's place.

The house, in which Meir lives.

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