By: A Close Relative
Its been a long 4 and a half months. I have cried and choked endless times, and I get emotional and try not to talk about it, but i think it might be time.
I knew Nosson on a personal level having called him and him calling me, farbrenging and laughing, making fun of each other. learning and bull-shoving.
I have to say I have tremendous memories, fun times and erenste times, but what will become of all our memories ?
A memory in it itself has no true value, it has no meaning, and it makes no difference if it lasts or not. The only true value of such memories is what we do with them, if we take it or a (part of it) to heart, cry about it, or laugh about it but do something to make that a lasting memory. ingrain it in yourself take it to a "Pnimius" it wont just be another memory of a best friend it will be a lebedike nosson inside of you.
Like the rebbe explains "Benoigia" the frierdiker rebbe that the way that he is bachaim is through "Zaroi bachaim" zaroi being his talmidim.
let us too take a memory apply it learn from it you have the power tzu machen nosson far a lebediker!