It was Thursday evening on chol Hamoed Sukkos. The sky was turning darker and the auspicious hours of hoshana raba were upon us. I had the absolute privilege of standing in the kitchen of one of the most undisputed choshuve women of our generation, Rebbetzin Kanievsky a”h. I had come with a friend, who was in need of a yeshuah, and the Rebbetzin had instructed us to be there at this time. She was baking challahs, and wanted us to be included in the eis ratzon of when she was mafrish challah.
The Rebbetzin went over to the big bowl of dough, expertly punched it down, pulled off a piece of the dough, and in a loud voice, with eyes closed, proclaimed – זו חלה and proceeded to recite the ברכה with intense concentration, and supreme joy. The more than a dozen women in attendance all answered amen in unison, and waited with bated breath to see what would happen next.
The Rebbetzin went over to the pushka, deposited a few bills, and stood with her eyes closed for a few minutes, murmuring tefillos that were barely audible. And then she opened her eyes, looked around the room lovingly, and gave us all the most magnificent smile. Then she stretched out her hands to us – and bentched us with our personal bakashos. She took each woman’s hand, wrapped it in her two hands, while she proceeded to shower each and every one of us with ברכות from the overflowing warmth of her heart.
Rebbetzin Kanievsky a”h then deftly braided her challahs into loaves, while entreating us to remember how precious and heavenly this mitzvah is. With expertise, the Rebbetzin wove words of emunah into her actions, accompanied by an unparalleled simcha shel mitzvah. The excitement was tangible. Baking challahs for Shabbos and Yom Tov, doing the mitzvos of hafrashas challah and tzedaka, and being able to bless others – what could be more sublime?!
(Baruch Hashem, we were zoiche to see the incredible nissim the visit brought about.)


