IllumiNations

Jodi* was on our list of people to visit, and we often took our kids along. She was an elderly woman, and enjoyed interacting with them.

On Sukkos, I brought my lulav and esrog around. I showed it to Jodi, and she inhaled the sweet scent of the esrog with closed eyes. When she opened them, they were filled with tears.

“I remember being a little girl in Poland,” she said, “smelling my Papa’s esrog. This smell takes me right back to my childhood before the war.”