AYALAH SHAFRAN—Aureet's Cousin, 1991
(translated from Hebrew)
We were shocked and shaken to hear of the tragic accident. We have no words of consolation for you or for ourselves. What can I say? How can anyone comfort you when your daughter who was here just a short time ago, now is gone and all that's left are pictures and memories? Now every sentence, every event has a different/added meaning and your heart is consumed by longing for her…
The reality is that you could not prevent the tragedy. God gave you a beautiful gift but only for a short time. You raised her, you invested in her much of your energy, time and love. You enjoyed her; she gave you much happiness and joy.
But now, contrary to any logical rules or will, God asked to have her back. The flower was picked. "My beloved has gone to his garden...to gather lilies" to take away the virtuous of Israel. Aureet, who was loved and adored like the Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the valleys, was outstanding among family and friends - she was picked for the Heavens. They say that God takes the beautiful, bright and engaging that everyone loves.
May her brightness and light (as her name was) stay with us, and we shall have all the beautiful memories of her life. May you find serenity and inner strength despite the pain and agony to continue fulfilling life's work with her blessed memory.
