Tonight, I made sure I was dressed my best because I was going to Hineni. I got my book, “Life is a test” autographed and… I got to talk to her. I still have tears in my eyes. Now, I am digesting it all.
So what does one wear to meet a tzaddiket?
Anyway, I felt welcomed and loved. So what I decided to wear didn’t matter much in the end.
Of course, I have to toss out why I haven’t been around. I have been going to classes upon classes.