In one split second, her life unraveled by the seams.

Yesterday, she was a carefree six-year-old girl who loved playing hopscotch, planning her birthday party, and eating sticky traffic pop ices.

Today, her childhood ended.
Her parent passed away and she's left floundering, confused, and shaken.

The first day of shiva.

The bereaved little girl answers a knock on the door.
It's a Yedid by Misaskim volunteer. He puts down a big, heavy box, and says, "This is for you."
She opens it uncertainly and her eyes pop.

The box is packed with toys, books, and games for her and her siblings - personalized to their ages.

For these children, these toys mean the world.
Because it's not just toys.

It's the warmest hug when they're feeling so cold and alone.
It's a box full of caring when they're feeling so confused.
It's the comforting knowledge that Yedid is there to look after them, wipe their tears, and hold their hands.