My name is Freidy, a kallah getting married בעזרת ה׳ This Tuesday night in Eretz Yisrael.
I’m the oldest of nine children. My parents couldn’t give us much, but they filled our home with simchah, love, and emuna.
My father is a committed תלמיד חכם, and my mother is a modest and humble woman. They are both people of great יראת שמים.
Lately, I see the pain behind her smile. The phone rings constantly — wedding vendors asking for payment, expenses piling up, and the wallet empty. I see her standing in heartfelt תפילה, pouring out her heart to Hashem for help.
It’s every bride’s dream to stand under the chuppah with joy and dignity — in a beautiful dress, along with the essentials to begin a new life: clothing, sheets, towels, and basic housewares.
Dear brothers and sisters, please open your hearts!
We always lived quietly and with dignity, never asking for help — but now, as my wedding approaches, we cannot manage alone.
Please help me cover the most basic needs so I can walk to my chuppah with peace, joy, and dignity.
I will bli neder daven for you on my wedding day — for happiness, נחת, health, and a good life for you and your family.
Thank you
