As a writer, often I use the written word as a cathartic way of expression. When my emotions are strongest I either can’t write or I need to write more than any other time. As my emotions are strong tonight and you are reading this, clearly on this day the result was the latter.
Tonight I am deeply saddened by the news of the death of Ari Horowitz and his wife. I am not a poser and won’t pretend Ari and I were ever close friends, but when I was 13 and 14 years old I knew him, liked him, and knew he was important to his friends even at a young age. Ari was one of the most popular and influential people in the Jewish youth group of B’nei Akiva in Philadelphia when I would attend the activities in the mid-70s. Try to understand how hard it is to be influential when you are that young. And this was not someone who was arrogant, obnoxious, or ever anything but nice. He was religious, friendly, and back then as I remember, fun.
Again, I did not know him well, but I do remember him fondly. And my heart goes out to all his family and closest friends who are suffering greatly from this tragic news.
I am writing this on my blog for one important reason. If there was anything I learned from writing my book it was to appreciate what God gives us when he gives it to us. At any point in time it can all disappear. Unfortunately part of life is to live with sadness and tragedy. One of the most neglected responsibilities of man is to make the moments in between, the moments when we can experience joy and love and fulfillment, significant and important. As the New Year approaches I urge everyone, Jew and non-Jew alike, to look at your life and take stock in all that is good so that you can appreciate it now rather than lament when it is gone over how it all passed you by. This is more important than money and stature. This is about that which God gives us that is one of, if not the most important things in life. The people who enrich our life and enhance it.