"My best friend's mom passed away from cancer four years ago on Easter Sunday. She was like a second mom to me. She was very religious and always dreamed of going to Jerusalem.
When she passed away, my best friend became reckless and would try to drown his feelings in booze and cover up the dark with the bright lights of clubs and women. This went on for a couple years.
Eventually, my best friend hit beyond rock bottom to where he was living in his car with only a backpack of clothes and his mom's ashes. I let him stay with me, and he turned it around. He stopped going to bars. He started caring again. He started saving money. He decided he would spread his mom's ashes in Jerusalem.
Well, he got into a car accident last month and totaled his car. Not his fault. Someone plowed through a red light. Medical bills and attorneys' fees drained his savings. But it's OK. He told me how there was a bank error and someone deposited $3,000.00 into his bank account. He's all set to be in Jerusalem around Easter, and my Hawaii trip was postponed."